Yes, that's it, gaining an advantage in a few areas does not mean that the other side can win. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In fact, the situation is still in the favor of Hereford's White Army.

On eighty percent of the battlefield, Hereford's army had the upper hand. There is only a twenty percent disadvantage on the battlefield. And more importantly, these 20 percent of the battlefield, the army of the Hereford family, will not be wiped out in a short time.

The gun formation tactics are indeed very sharp in the case of close combat. But there is another disadvantage of gun formation tactics, that is, there is no way to solve the battle in a short time.

The White Legion of Hereford, armed with cuirasses, was likely wounded, but it was difficult to die. In contrast, in the face of a combination of musket volleys, grenade throws and bayonet charges, the Visigothic expeditionary force could not die.

And, soon, the Hereford family, the twenty percent of the area that had been crushed, also began to fight back.

The company, which had suffered heavy losses, quickly retreated, giving up its position to the fully loaded White Legion company.

Because it is going to be in formation, the opponent's speed will not be too fast. After crushing a company, there was no way to pursue. There is also no way to transmit this confusion to the follow-up troops.

Then, after the retreat of the troops in the front, the follow-up troops were basically loaded with projectiles and gunpowder. This was followed by a new salvo, grenade throwing, and then a bayonet charge, which crushed the Visigothic Expeditionary Company, which had already lost a lot of money.

Of course, there are also some companies whose combat effectiveness is exceptionally good, and even if they are close to each other, the opponent's extra-long pikemen can guarantee a company with low losses. Their counteroffensive tactics were much simpler - the infantry in the front row held out, and then the infantry in the back row threw grenades and bombarded the opposing formation - because the opponent's extra-long guns were four to six meters long, it was almost impossible to accidentally damage friendly fire.

In this case, there will be gaps in the opposing formation - whether the opponent tries to regroup or continues to maintain the same formation, it will give the soldiers of the White Army a chance.

That's it, no matter how tactical it was, the Hereford family army finally completely saved the situation, and the Visigothic Expeditionary Force, the first array of the 3rd Brigade, a total of a dozen companies, was again beaten to the ground in a very short time.

"In this way, the other party should also understand the gap between us. William thought to himself. At the same time, a new order was given: "Go ahead." ”

At the same time, the opposite Count Rochambeau was furious - if the previous defeat could be said to be due to his own ignorance of the opponent's tactics, or the opponent's use of too cunning intrigues. Then this time, he had nothing to say.

The Hereford family's army was victorious on the frontal battlefield. Their army, which was less than 8,000 men, resisted their two brigades and two regiments without falling behind. And easily in a short period of time, his first array collapsed.

"Second Array! The second array of the Third Infantry Brigade is about to collapse! The other side's artillery is starting to advance! Damn, how did they collect so many large animals?!"

Beside Count Rochambeau, a staff officer did not hold back and shouted very undeservedly.

In ordinary times, the Count should have punished him for that alone. He could even be sent to a court-martial. But now, the Count didn't want to leave him alone.

"Count, their artillery is fast. I guess they must have improved the gun carriage!" Next to the Count, an officer of the expeditionary force said with some anxiety: "Their artillery will soon be ready to be redeployed." When that time comes, we'll ......"

"How are we?" said the Count's expression.

"We ......" the officer was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he could not say anything - yes, the 1st and 2nd brigades had already been crushed. Half of the 3rd Brigade collapsed. Now the enemy's artillery is clearly aimed at the 4th Brigade. Soon, the new shells that can explode will be bombarded above the opponent's head like hail. Then, those savage Ostrogothic cousins can easily win.

But what happens now if we retreat, retreat, retreat -- retreat will never work. If we retreat now, what can we preserve? The Third Brigade will definitely be the rear force of the palace and will be completely annihilated. And the 4th Brigade will not be unscathed because it is too close to the battlefield. It is equivalent to the entire formation of the expeditionary force has been damaged.

In such a situation, what could the expeditionary force do? Retreat to their landing site, that is, Charleston? Will the demoralized, dilapidated expeditionary force be able to hold on?

If you can't hold it, do you want to take a boat and flee in disgrace?

How is that possible? This is a disgrace, a complete disgrace. The kings and nobles of Visigoths would not have the patience to listen to their own explanations, they would definitely tear them alive.

"We can't retreat. The thought of not only dying, but also being judged before he died, and finally being hanged like a wild dog, sent chills down the officer's body. It was at this time that he heard the calm words of Count Rochambeau.

"We can't retreat. The Count repeated: "If you retreat, it's all over." ”

Yes, if you retreat, everything will be over, whether it is the expeditionary force, the desire of the Visigothic kingdom for the New World, or the reputation, future, and even life of the noble officers present. It's all going to be over.

But will it be better if you keep going? If you keep going, will your army come back to life?

Seeing the current situation, the white army is advancing with determination and speed unchanged. Even the most optimistic person can't say such a thing.

"We also have the Janissary Fathers. It was in this situation that the Count said: "Order the front, the 3rd and 4th brigades to resist." Then the Fathers attacked from the flanks. He said: "The other side is really good, very good. Ladies and gentlemen, the war has been fought to the point where it is now, and even the most arrogant, the most despised, the most despised of the Herefords, the most despised of Wilhelm von Hereford, must admit that we have lost our eyes and that our opponents are much stronger than ours, or even much stronger.

What we have to confront is a genius who is beyond his time - yes, that's how I say about the other person right now - a genius who is beyond his time. His tactics, his army, his armament, his choice of battlefields. If Wilhelm von Hereford was not a genius, there is no such thing as a genius in this world.

We are honored to play against such a talent. At the same time, we also regret that the commander opposite us is a genius who is ahead of his time...... But ......" said this, Count Rochambeau only felt like a blood clot in his vocal cords, and he was so uncomfortable that he could hardly speak.

His voice choked:

"But we have to carry it. ”

Beside him, the expressions of the officers were also very serious: "For the sake of the kingdom, for the sake of His Majesty the King to whom we are allegiated, for the sake of all the people of Visigoth, for the sake of honor, and even for our own sake - we must not fall in this place! Even if the other party is a genius, even if the other party's army is above the times, even if - we must carry it!"

With that, the Count scanned the crowd, and the officers around him, the expressions of all the officers, became firm.

So he set his sights on the most special of them, the man who wore the most splendid woolen military uniform, with tasseled pendants, and gold clasps and insignia.

Praetorian Guard, commander of the Second Order of the Fathers.

"Sir, I command you to go to war!" he said in a loud voice—and without waiting for the other to protest, he went on to himself: "Yes, your Excellency is in a special position, and in theory, no one but Your Majesty can command and command your army—but the present situation is different. I am not asking you in my capacity as commander-in-chief of the Visigothic New World Expeditionary Force. I am acting as a patriot, please look at the kingdom, look at the face of the whole Visigoth!

The Senate represents the honor of the kingdom, the Senate represents the royal family, and even the Senate is the embodiment of the Visigothic army spirit! If the Senate can't stop each other, then no army in this world can stop them! Sir, you are our only hope!"

“......”

The commander of the Father's Regiment only felt that the eyes of the other officers around him were so dazzling. Their eyes were like knives, and they wanted to cut the flesh off his body - it had nothing to do with him, he had come here with an army, only as a guard of honor, only "on behalf of the king", only as a form of existence. He never wanted to go to war. He didn't feel much about the current situation, the imminent collapse of the war.

Anyway, his status is special. Even if all the members of the expeditionary force were to die, except for the Fathers, he would not be affected too much—but now, after the Count had said such a thing, all the pressure was on him!

"Damn, old bastard!" the commander yelled in his heart. At the same time, he secretly regretted that he had thought that this war would be easy, and that he had only come here to mix military merits and to be promoted in the future. Who would have thought that the situation would develop to such an extent?

He wanted to say no, with some high-sounding excuse - but he also knew he couldn't. As long as he dares to say a "no", then those around him, who have no way out, will tear him to shreds!