September 9, fine.

As the north wind blew, everyone on the battlefield of Prisca couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief that the hardest days of summer were over.

As we enter September, the climate in Almohad gradually cools down, and although at noon, under the scorching sun, people stick out their tongues, but at night, they can already sleep comfortably.

Occasionally, clouds would fly over and drop a few precious raindrops on the arid land. Greatly alleviate the drought in this land.

The only fly in the ointment is that there are too many mosquitoes after autumn.

And the size of each of those mosquitoes is so huge that there is a joke in the army: three mosquitoes are enough to fry a dish.

In addition to mosquitoes, in Chapter 1015 of the Battle of Prisca (1. Asking for a monthly ticket), there are also all kinds of small things that cannot be called knowing

Insects, moths, so many that they are overwhelming.

At dusk, when the torches are lit, they emerge and attack the soldiers on both sides with great bravery.

At this time, there was silence on the battlefield of Prisca, and in the face of an enemy who was far more powerful and fearless than the enemy opposite, the soldiers had to use all the bodies they had accumulated for several days, and desperately engaged in a bloody battle with those little insects.

Early that morning, General Hassel had already come out of the tent.

As he walked, he grinned and scratched his bitten bag.

The feeling of itching to the bone marrow made the battlefield veteran extremely angry, and he wanted to take a knife and cut them all off.

And what's even more uncomfortable is that the more you scratch, the more you itch, the more you itch, and you can't stop itching when you scratch it.

"This damn weather, I didn't die at the hands of Haddou before I died in this little mosquito hee.

Really~!" Hassel muttered, then realizing that the atmosphere around him was a little different.

A large group of soldiers had gathered on the south side of the camp, poking their heads out and looking south.

The roof of the car, the 1015th chapter of the watchtower, the Battle of Prisca (1. Asking for a monthly pass) was also full of people.

The ruffians stood on tiptoe like cockles on guard, craned their necks and looked in the direction of the Zamibia River.

Hassel couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart: Hell, something happened?

Why didn't anyone notify me? Did the enemy call? Why didn't there be an alarm?

While thinking, he walked over quickly, grabbed a soldier casually, and asked angrily, "What happened to the soldier?" The soldier was immediately startled by him, but then reacted, but hurriedly saluted, and stammered: "My lord, I have seen my lord......"

General Hassel snorted coldly and pulled the man to his wrinkled old face like orange peel, put it against his nose, and roared angrily: "Bullshit, have you seen adults, your grandmother's, are you deaf?"

I ask you what really happened?

You damn son of a bitch is going to tell me what happened.

Got it?"

The young soldier's face was pale from fright, and he sprayed his face with spit, but he didn't dare to reach out and wipe it, so he could only nod his head vigorously and repeatedly.

But then he saw the fierce color flashing in General Hassel's eyes, so he reacted, swallowed his throat deeply, and then said in a trembling voice: "Clearly, General~!" The last" general, but the two words roared out.

At this time, he finally calmed down, like a bloody dog who was scolded by a fascist devil instructor in a boot camp, staring ahead and standing straight.

Hassel showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes: This is like Lao Tzu's soldiers~!

However, he took a deep breath and spewed his spit at the soldier even more forcefully, and said, "You damn idiot, tell me if you understand, what the hell happened?"

The soldier couldn't help but show a blank look on his face, but at the same time, he also puffed up his chest and shouted: "Report to the general, some people say that there seems to be a military camp in the south of the river.

General~!"

"What? a barracks?" Hassel was stunned for a moment, then let go of the soldier and said angrily, "You son of a bitch, you should answer this way when you meet the commander's question in the future." Do you remember?"

The soldier shouted in the same voice, "Yes, General. Shogun. ”

Hassell took half a step back, raised his hand in front of his forehead, and said coldly: "Disband~!"

After saying that, he had already turned around, and like a young man of seventeen or eighteen, he quickly climbed up to the sentry tower in a few steps, and looked up into the distance.

On the southern bank of the Zamibia River, a place that was once a verdant meadow has been covered with a large black shadow.

Although the distance was extremely far, he was also experienced in a hundred battles, and he keenly felt that the killing aura of the Jin Ge Iron Horse came from the one he faced.

General Hassel carefully took out the binoculars from his inner pocket, took a hot breath at the lens, and tugged at his sleeve with his stubby and strong fingers, carefully wiping the lens. Until the mist and impurities on the lenses are all wiped clean.

He then held up the telescope and brought it to his eyes, taking a closer look at the south bank of the river.

With the adjustment of the focal length, the dark thing in the lens gradually revealed the "real" face.

I saw a forest of sentry towers and a towering wall. In addition, there are countless black dots wandering back and forth.

It's a barracks of a small size~!

Hasselgen took a rough estimate of how many to thirty thousand people could be in the camp opposite. A large number of flags fluttered in the camp, across the river from the camp of the Forces nouvelles.

Hassel knew that this was the rebel reinforcements that Lorraine said yesterday, and secretly said: Come so fast~!

"Haddou is finally reluctant~!" Hearing this familiar voice, Hassel put down his binoculars, and sure enough, he saw Lorraine standing beside him, also holding a telescope and looking across the river.

"It's like this guy is here himself. Lorraine said the adjuster focus.

Hassel was startled and exclaimed, "Haddou is here~!"

The surrounding soldiers turned their heads one after another, looked at their boss in surprise, and repeated as if talking to themselves!"Hadu is here......" Five seconds later, someone suddenly shouted: "Damn, Hadu is here~!"

"Haddou is here. ”

"Haddou is here~!

"Haddou is coming......"

Haddou ......

The soldiers of the New Army kept repeating the phrase, and it spread quickly like an echo in the mountains.

In less than three minutes, Almohad's former mainstay, undefeated general, and now a rebel traitor, kidnapped the two royal princes, and made the royal traitors who killed each other, for his own selfishness, the war maniac General Ihadou, who set off a civil war, led the army, and personally arrived at the battlefield The news spread throughout the New Army camp.

This made the hearts of the new officers and men, who were worried about their current situation, even more uneasy, and their eyes were full of vigilance and sorrow as they looked south.

Although thanks to the positive propaganda of the Almohads in the past two years, people have a clear and full understanding of the general who is not as mythical as before.

What lollipop deceived people when he was three years old, stole other people's lambs when he was five years old, peeked at the neighbor's aunt taking a bath when he was seven years old, cheated on exams when he was nine years old, pretended to be a goldfish guy when he was thirteen years old, and bullied the innocence of a girl...

And never brushes his teeth, finishes pooping, and doesn't wash his hands.

Later, when he joined the army and fought, he was all promoted by patting his ass.

The so-called winning battles are actually all about killing good people and risking their merits. robbing the people of their food and money,

Then pretend that it was robbed by the Ruman Empire......

Although all kinds of cruel truths have been revealed and discovered, after all, General Haddou's prestige is too great.

And for a long time, the Almohads have been talking about his record and familiar with it. The mindset has been formed, and no one has defeated that peerless general.

Not to mention, the new army has never won since it faced him, and he has been beaten many times and lost his armor, and the wolf bèi fled.

Even if everything else is fake, it's always true, right?

Therefore, the whole army still has an instinctive reverence for him.

Lorraine was keenly aware of this kind of situation in the army, but at this time, it was inconvenient for him to say more, and it was useless to just talk about this kind of thing. Only by winning a battle can they relieve the fear in their hearts.

He thought as he held up his binoculars and continued to observe.

"Huh?" Lorraine spotted something strange in the telescope, and looked at it with a frown for a moment, only to see a black dot that seemed to be absent from this distance.

Lorraine jumped down from the watchtower, walked up to Vera, stuffed her glasses into Vera's hand, pointed to the sky on the guide, and said, "There seems to be something in the sky." Look what that is?"

Vera yawned, rubbed her eyes, and took the binoculars and looked in the direction Lorraine pointed.

"That's like," Vera muttered, spinning her binoculars, "it's a person." That's right, it's a man in black who flies in the sky. ”

Lorraine said secretly in her heart: "The one who flies in the sky?" However, there was no indication that a mage was working for Haddou. This should not be left unguarded.

"It's raining. Hassel spread his palms and looked up at the sky.

The clouds overhead would have turned bell-gray, and thin lines of rain would fall from the sky like fishing lines.

As the rain fell, the temperature became cool and comfortable, and the drizzle dispelled the sweltering and dry weather, and seemed to temporarily dispel the boredom in the hearts of the soldiers of the New Army.

The soldiers walked out of their tents and frolicked in the drizzle, and the atmosphere in the camp became much more relaxed.

Lorraine pulled Vera back and said, "Just in time to catch up on sleep." By the way, tell the artillerymen to pay attention to moisture.

Hassell slapped his head and said in his heart: I heard that the propellant can't get wet, don't forget this...... Woo~!"

A hurried and loud trumpet sounded.

Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood that this was an enemy attack.

Hassell shouted, "Assemble urgently, prepare for battle." ”

"Assemble, assemble~!"

"The second brigade will come with me and line up. ”

"Four brigades, assemble on the east side of the camp. ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry~!"

There was a panic in the camp of the new army, and the soldiers hurriedly ran out of the tents, carrying weapons in one hand and arranging the armor of the men in the other.

To the north of the New Army camp, less than three miles apart, tens of thousands of rebel soldiers, lined up in a long battle line, withstood the drizzle on their heads, held their weapons flat, and marched towards the New Army camp with the sound of rousing drums and bugles.

The new troops quickly left the camp and lined up in a neat formation in front of the camp, ready to meet the enemy.

At this time, the rebel attacking contingent was only two miles away from the new army.

Hassel looked at the enemy approaching in the north, and glanced back at the Zamibia River with uneasiness.

Lorraine patted Hassel on the shoulder, shook his head, and said, "Don't worry, Haddou has no sign of crossing the river. The enemy may be a tentative attack. ”

Hassel breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a full-scale attack by the enemy.

The artillery of the Forces nouvelles drove pack horses and pulled the artillery out of the camp, and in the excited eyes of the soldiers of the new army, fifteen guns were pulled to the middle of the formation of the new army, where the artillery positions had been predetermined.

The artillerymen skillfully loaded, aiming "put~!" with the officer's loud command.

The soldier lowered the torch and lit the fuse, which burned out in three seconds, igniting the propellant in the chamber of the gun, which exploded violently......

There was a loud rumbling bang one after another, and a piercing orange-red light erupted from the muzzle of the cannon.

Then choking smoke enveloped the gun emplacement.

In the blink of an eye, the disemboweled cannonball streaked across the sky and landed in front of and behind the rebels' wives, rolling on the wet ground for a while, and then exploding completely.

Like a brilliant yellow huā blooming, the metal fragments representing death scattered in all directions, and the rebel soldiers who were hit by the fragments screamed miserably, covered their wounds and fell to the ground, constantly rolling and struggling.

The rebel soldiers, who had been subjected to the first shelling, froze at the roar and stopped moving, frozen in their place.

Let the officers roar behind them, "Forward, keep going." "The artillery positions of the New Army flashed several red lights again, and with the roar of death, the shells fell accurately into the crowd this time.

The second round of shelling after the calibration was effective.

The shells all landed near the rebel soldiers, and with a sound of explosion, the rebels' front line appeared clearly gaps.

Seeing his comrades-in-arms beside him, he was just discussing with himself what kind of devil's weapon it was, but the next second, half of his head was suddenly cut off by a piece of shrapnel, and his white head was sprayed with red blood in the air and splashed on his clothes.

Some of the New Army soldiers fell to their knees in disgust and vomited, while others turned in horror and fled as if they were behind.

At first, there were only a few places to escape, but before the officers could catch the cowards who had escaped, more people chose to flee amid the whistling of the shells before they landed.

The ranks of the rebel offensive quickly collapsed.

By this time, the rain was getting more and more dense, and Lorraine's clothes were already half wet.

The soldiers of the Almohads cheered and laughed loudly at their timid enemies.

The artillerymen, however, quickly carried the cartridges and shells back to the car and covered them with a thick tarpaulin.

There were still some on the ground that had not had time to be carried, and the artillerymen simply took off their clothes and covered the shells to protect them from moisture.

After the troops returned to the camp, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the ground had begun to accumulate water, and Lorraine walked all the way back, with a finger's thick mud stuck to the soles of his feet.

At 10 p.m., after everyone had thought that the rebels had learned their lesson, the battle horn sounded again, and the rebels from the north attacked the Forces nouvelles camp again.

Lorraine and their enemies in the misty rain, just as the new army cursed the rebels for not having enough lessons, but were surprised to find that the rebels on the opposite side were no longer lined up in a neat formation, but in a loose straggler formation, killing the new army.

The first shelling did not have much effect, and each shell could only kill or injure three or two people.

The artillery instructor immediately made a decision and ordered loudly: "Load the shotgun." Lowered the muzzle height. ”

The artilleryman carried the grenade back to the car and removed the whole package of shotguns from it.

The rebel soldiers were pleasantly surprised to find that the enemy's damn artillery suddenly fell silent, and they remembered what the officers had said that the weapon really couldn't be used on a rainy day.

The rebel soldiers rushed to the positions of the Forces nouvelles, and the distance was getting closer and closer, a mile, eight hundred feet, five hundred feet......

At this distance, the archers of the rebel army had begun to blindly fire arrows in the direction of the new army.

"Open fire~!"

With a single command, the cannon again spat out deadly flames.

Dozens of shotguns the size of pigeon's eggs erupted from the muzzles of the guns with the help of gunpowder, and they strafed the approaching crowd like hail.

The solid projectile hit the human body at high speed, instantly piercing a terrifying hole in the human body.

The approaching rebel soldiers fell in pieces in front of the muzzles, and in the blink of an eye a layer of broken corpses lay on the ground, blood and rain mixed together, and trampled into purple-brown mud.

The rebel soldiers at the front had fallen, and the men behind were still desperately rushing forward according to their inertia, and when they could almost see the appearance of the artillery, the cannon once again spat out deadly flames.

Like a wheat field that has been crushed, the soldiers at the front fell to the ground in unison.

"Attack~!"

With an order, the soldiers of the New Army, who had been waiting for a long time, shouted "Kill~!"

Step on the slippery muddy water, raise your weapon and kill the enemy. As soon as he came into contact with the scattered rebels, he was stabbed to the ground by the soldiers of the New Army.

The rebels then collapsed, and the soldiers behind them turned around and fled.

The Forces nouvelles pursued them for more than a mile, reluctantly reluctantly returning to their camp before the rebel response party arrived.

Despite the victory, Hassell was even more uneasy, as the artillerymen had just come to inform him that the artillery would be unusable if it did not clear tomorrow.

The importance of artillery to the Forces nouvelles was self-evident, and Hassell immediately reported the news to Lorraine for advice.

And Lorraine simply said, "Got it." ”

The rain continued that night, and even developed into heavy rain in the second half of the night.

Two days later, the rain was still falling.

The camp of the Forces nouvelles had been turned into a muddy pool, although it had been chosen to be higher than the nearby ground when setting up camp.

But after three days of heavy rain, the New Army camp stepped on it, and the muddy water reached the height of the ankle.

Walking became difficult, one foot stepped on and pulled it up hard, and then the next foot sank into the mud.

All but the necessary sentinels were kept in their tents, but even inside the tents, there was no dry place.

It is impossible to fight in this kind of weather, especially for the attacker, who can't even walk the road and fart.

Lorraine stood at the door of the tent, looking up at the raindrops falling from the black and gray sky, and secretly calculated in his heart that although this rain had trapped them, it had also trapped the rebels, and it would be better if it could rain for a few more days, and go directly to Archduke Julian to lead reinforcements.

However, according to the most optimistic estimates, it will take five days for the peacekeepers to arrive.

At this time, Hassel suddenly rushed in nervously, and before he could stand firmly, he shouted loudly: "Oh no, the Haddu army is crossing the river." ”

Lorraine suddenly raised his head and smiled, and said flatly: "I guess he should come too." ”

Then he patted Hassell on the shoulder and said, "Order the whole army to prepare for battle, and in addition, hang my flag."

Tell the brothers, this battle, withstand it, the glory of defeating Haddou will belong to us, if we can't stand it, let's go to hell together. ”

On 11 September, Haddou personally crossed the Zamibia River in the rain with 20,000 elite men and marched down to the city of Prisca.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the southern army was encircled in the north and south, and 70,000 troops poured out of the nest to launch a general attack on the new Almohad army.

The Battle of Prisca kicked off in heavy rain. ！！！