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"I'm also a Visigothic. So, although in his heart he had scolded all the officers, including Count Rochambeau, and his ancestors for eighteen generations, on the surface, he was still solemn and looked like he was loyal to the country.

"Of course I will fight valiantly for the good of my country, for the sake of the king to whom I am loyal. I'm sure my subordinates think the same way. ”

Hearing him say this, the other Visigothic officers breathed a sigh of relief—although they could have forced him to comply, the situation was so tense that they did not have enough time to put everything in order.

If the other party can cooperate, that's the best outcome.

"Very well, Fatherland and Your Majesty, will remember your loyal ......" the words of Count Rochambeau made the commander of the Fatherhood not help but sneer—he said this as if he could represent the Visigothic kingdom, as Louis XVI.

But of course, he still didn't say anything.

"They really ...... Sent out the Fathers, and really to attack our flanks!"

In the array of Hereford's army, Charlumi put down the binoculars and looked at William with admiration: "Sure enough, it's the same as you think...... Those Visigoths are like your puppets...... But ......" Speaking of this, Charlumi's tone became a little incredulous: "These guys. Why don't you choose to flee? The situation is irreparable, even if you put an elite infantry regiment on the battlefield, what is the use. Their combat effectiveness is at best comparable to a reinforced infantry regiment of our army. It's useful, but it doesn't solve the problem. And the status of the Fathers is greater than that of "

Of course, Charlumi was puzzled by what these Visigoths were thinking.

"Very simple reason. Wright said, "They've already lost. Lost

Chapter 83 Hole Cards and Hole Cards

In such a situation, the commander of the Fathers could not afford to offend the wrath of the people.

"I'm also a Visigothic. So, although in his heart he had scolded all the officers, including Count Rochambeau, and his ancestors for eighteen generations, on the surface, he was still solemn and looked like he was loyal to the country.

"Of course I will fight valiantly for the good of my country, for the sake of the king to whom I am loyal. I'm sure my subordinates think the same way. ”

Hearing him say this, the other Visigothic officers breathed a sigh of relief—although they could have forced him to comply, the situation was so tense that they did not have enough time to put everything in order.

If the other party can cooperate, that's the best outcome.

Of course, the premise is that the other party can "really" cooperate.

"Very well, Fatherland and Your Majesty, will remember your loyal ......" the words of Count Rochambeau made the commander of the Fatherhood not help but sneer—he said this as if he could represent the Visigothic kingdom, as Louis XVI.

But of course, he still didn't say anything. Just looked at Count Rochambeau with "gratitude" and "excitement".

"In that case, then the subordinates will carry out the order. After the Commander of the Fathers finished speaking, he turned to leave. In any case, he didn't want to stay in this hostile place anymore.

"Wait a minute, please. It was at this time that Count Rochambeau stopped him again, then gestured with his eyes to look around, and after receiving a positive response, he said: "Your Excellency, the battlefield is very dangerous, for the sake of your safety, and for the sake of our victory, I appoint several officers for your Excellency as personal guards. ”

"Three lotus lotus floating pools. The commander of the Fatherhood cursed in his heart the most unpleasant words.

He knew that it was not so much a personal guard as a watchman. If he behaves well on the battlefield, forget it. But if he dares to play tricks, then the "danger on the battlefield" definitely comes from them.

"Thank you very much. After his face stiffened for a moment, the other party immediately pretended to be grateful. Let the four officers sandwich themselves in the middle, and then walked as fast as they could, towards the position of the Fathers.

"This time, our department has greatly offended him. Next to Count Rochambeau, an officer could not help but sigh like this.

Just now, when something happened, no one spoke. But now it's over. People are starting to know and be scared again.

That guy is the commander of the Fathers Regiment, and he was entrusted with such an "important" and "easy" task, and the forces and backstage behind it are naturally not small. This time I had to offend this guy, so I can't say anything about it in the future......

"Therefore, it is very dangerous on the battlefield, and even I have the consciousness of dedicating my life to the motherland anytime and anywhere. After this, Count Rochambeau uttered such words. Everyone nodded tacitly, and then said nothing.

In this way, when the Visigothic expeditionary army was losing and retreating, one of the few Janissaries in Visigoth, appeared on the battlefield.

After seeing the banner of the Fathers, the morale of the expeditionary force rebounded slightly, and for a while, the invincible posture of the White Legion of the Hereford family was blocked.

Meanwhile.

"They really ...... Sent out the Fathers, and really to attack our flanks!"

In the array of Hereford's army, Charlumi put down her binoculars and looked at William with admiration:

"It's exactly what you think...... Those Visigoths are like your puppets...... But ......" Speaking of this, Charlumi's tone became a little incredulous: "These guys. Why don't you choose to flee? The situation is irreparable, even if you put an elite infantry regiment on the battlefield, what is the use. Their combat effectiveness is at best comparable to a reinforced infantry regiment of our army. It's useful, but it doesn't solve the problem. And the status of the Fathers is no better than that of other armies, why would they do this?"

Of course, Charlumi was very puzzled by what these Visigoths were thinking.

"Very simple reason. William asked, "Have you ever been to the casino?"

Of course, Charlumi shook her head.

"Well, you haven't seen a gambler who loses with a red eye. William said: "Those people have lost and lost and lost before. They are angry, distressed, and unwilling. In this case, he has almost lost his money. At the same time, he has something very important and very valuable, which can be used as collateral for him to gamble again. Do you think the gambler is going to take a gamble in that case?"

"That is, now, the top of the Visigothic expeditionary force is in a similar situation to the gamblers you are talking about. And the Fathers, that is the expensive collateral in their hands?" asked Charlumie.

"That's right. ”

"It's pathetic. For a moment, Charomi couldn't help but begin to sympathize with the Visigothic expeditionary force.

"They brought it upon themselves," replied William, "and they are not worthy of pity." ”

On the frontal battlefield, although the morale of the Visigothic expeditionary force rebounded slightly because of the appearance of the Fathers, it was like the return of the dying man. It lasted only a short while, and then it was wiped out by the Hereford family's artillery, muskets, and grenades.

The second array of the third brigade, three of the twelve companies had collapsed, and the remaining nine companies were also crumbling, and soon, the second array would collapse. The 3rd Brigade, having lost more than two-thirds of its strength, had to throw its last nine companies into battle. In this way, the last bit of their strength will be depleted......

"Forward!"

Although it was driven to the shelves, I saw that the situation had come to this point. The commander of the Father's Regiment still had to pull himself together and quickly get into the groove.

Although it is said that he can be in this position because of his identity, his backer and backstage are strong. But that doesn't mean he's a mediocre.

Although he did not do it better than an ordinary officer, at least, he would not do it worse than an ordinary officer.

He was a qualified officer. So, he did something that met the specification of "qualified".

Under his command, the Fathers trotted all the way and rushed towards the flank of the battlefield.

At the same time, the artillery units of the expeditionary forces began to exert their might. They devoted half of their firepower to supporting the Fathers, a charge of the most elite infantry units, to break the flanks of the White Regiment of Hereford, the First Array.

In fact, it's not a very difficult, difficult task to complete.

The two regiments of the first array of the Hereford family had just crushed twice as many enemies as theirs. Although the losses were not very large, the physical strength of the soldiers, as well as the ammunition and, crucially, grenades, were also consumed. If they are hit in this case, then there is a high probability that they will collapse.

With such a record as a foundation, then both Count Rochambeau and the other officers around him have an explanation.

The White Legion of the Hereford family, which suffered heavy losses, probably will not continue the pursuit. Then the remnants of the expeditionary force will be preserved. Then, if you inform the country of the battle, and then send more reinforcements from the country, or get in touch with the local insurgents to provide them with troops and other resources, then it is not impossible to regroup and defeat Hereford's white army in the future.

At the thought of this, Count Rochambeau breathed a sigh of relief. Then he smiled again.

Even if they are all failures, there is an absolute difference between a fiasco and a small defeat. The latter was able to ensure that the Count would not suffer too much loss, and that if he made some concessions to his political enemies and then asked for help from his patrons, the future, status, and reputation of himself and his family would be preserved, in that case......

It was while Count Rochambeau was thinking about these things in his heart that he suddenly heard a terrible scream from beside him -

"Cavalry! The other side has sent out cavalry!! Oh my God! There is a regiment of cavalry! Their target is the Father's Regiment!!"

As his voice fell, all the officers around him let out a similar scream - yes, the White Regiments of the Hereford family - five infantry regiments, one cavalry regiment, one artillery regiment and one baggage regiment - they had not seen a shadow of the cavalry at the beginning of the battle. At the beginning, it was assumed that the White Army was suffering from the same problem as themselves, that is, the cavalry could not recover in a short time after crossing the ocean. But now it seems, that's not the case at all!

"How could they—no, no! There was absolutely no terrain around them that could be used to shelter the army!How could they have hidden a cavalry regiment for so long?!!Did they emerge from the ground?!" Count Rochambeau, shouted as if he were mad.

"They hid their horses in pack horses, and followed the artillerymen and baggage men! Damn! We were fooled! They probably did this—no, he must have done it to lure the Fathers out. We're all done! I'm going to court-martial!"

After such a nervous howl, it was the officer who could not suppress it, and cried loudly. The earl's heart fell into the bottomless abyss at once...... Yes, as he said, it's all over. Because of his own orders, the Fathers were sent to the battlefield. It was easily crushed by the enemy cavalry, like garbage. In this case, everything, for yourself, for your family, is over.