Chapter 64: Kester Hay

Arriving at Balgrade, letting the warm autumn breeze of early autumn blow on my face, I couldn't help but smile when I got off the horse and heard Pennivis's question.

"If the water is going to be flooded, you have to go down, my lady clerk, why are you so stupid?"

Penevis covered the sun hat on her head and said angrily: "You're a fool! I don't know who begged me to help him finish "The Gallop of the Valkyries" a few days ago, God is really partial, and let a fool like you who can't even play the piano think of such a beautiful tune!"

"So, a genius is a genius, and of course I'm even more powerful than a stupid young lady like you!" I said without blushing.

"Don't say I'm stupid anymore! Be careful I tell Feleteria that I'm done with "The Gallop of the Valkyries" and "Wagner"! Hmph, see what she thinks of you taking all the credit for yourself!"

"I think my Feleteria will be very euphemistic to say that the original charm is so much worse, and you dare to make up for it. ”

"Ignore you!!"

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In the Danube Plain, because of the Carpathian Mountains to the east, the Alps to the west, and the Balkans to the southwest, the further out of the middle Danube is the higher the terrain becomes, and as long as you do not follow the river north, there is no danger that the French will break the embankment and flood the Seventh Army.

It's just that, leaving the Danube water source, another problem arises. That's how to solve the problem of water sources. A person can go seven days without food, but not three days without drinking water, water is so important. So much so that there are many military examples in history that have been defeated because of the lack of water for the army, such as the Celestial Empire's Ma Tan Lost Street Pavilion and the Crusader's Hazhen Battle.

Since several major wars have shown the army's heavy dependence on water, once I leave the water, where will my nearly 100,000 men go to drink.

In fact, this is not difficult to solve, more than 100 kilometers southwest of Budapest, there is a place called Kesterhey. There was a tributary of the Danube, which originated from the foothills of the Alps and meandered for hundreds of miles over several peaks into the territory of the empire. Several lakes were formed during this period, and troops could be stationed there.

At this point in the planning of the whole operation, it is time to hold off the French for a while and buy time for us to advance in the predetermined direction.

I collected supplies for the construction of bridges in Balgrade, and at the same time I stripped out all the light cavalry. Give them to a corps commander. The order was to gallop towards the right bank of Budapest at night. The reason why we did this was to show the French spies and spies here that we were going to make a surprise attack on the upper Danube, and to build a bridge so that the French would think that we were building a bridge to cross the river, but in fact, I was building a plank road in the open.

When the French had set up and waited for me to go north, I made a false shot and told the cavalry to withdraw. Head south, then join us up at Kesterhey.

A few days before the start of the plan. That is, everything was going well before the mountain was crossed, and it was time to rush towards Kesterhay.

Trouble began to arise.

These troubles did not mean that the French had discovered us, but that the transports of the artillery and baggage troops began to break down continuously.

I was not surprised by this, because of the fact that I was walking in the mountains, with too much weight, and with constant use, it was natural that the wooden carts and rope reins would not hold up. Luckily, I had some spare equipment for the soldiers to repair on the spot. However, the infantry and cavalry guns were fine, and the cannons could barely keep up with the speed, but the baggage wagons were gradually showing signs of falling behind, because the frequently broken vehicles blocked the way of the carriages behind.

The army was now hundreds of kilometers away from France, but it was still marching under the noses of the French, and there seemed to be a disconnect in the army, which made the commanders of the regiments very angry, who used all the words they knew to curse the poor quality of the vehicles given to them by the logistics department.

Faced with this situation, I hurriedly ordered all troops to stop advancing.

Cannons have one of the few advantages over the French, and the baggage vehicles have a large number of ammunition on them, in addition to provisions, and it is impossible to abandon them.

Well, the soldiers carry them!

I gave the order to unload the damaged wagons and push them aside, and to give the supplies to the soldiers of the escort trolleys to carry on their shoulders, and to hand over the ammunition boxes to the gun carriages to be towed, and the quality of the gun carriages made by the military factories should be able to overload some weight for a short time.

As a result, even those heavy guns with a caliber of more than 12 pounds were either pulled up behind the carriages, or there were a few more bulky boxes on the portable ammunition boxes of the cannons, and the artillerymen who could sit on the gun carriages had to get out of the carts to help the carts or push the carts, which slowed down the artillery, which was not too fast, but it was still much better than being stuck in the road by the baggage carriages.

Night soon fell on the vast plains of the Middle Danube, and we finally galloped to Kesterhey before the French could react.

The infantry were fine throughout the march, they were trained. But the newly recruited artillerymen, who used to march on horses, but this time after walking such a long way, it was inevitable that there would be problems with the soles of their feet.

Compared with the miserable artillery, the new cavalry is no better, sitting on the back of the horse for so long, when turning over and dismounting, many people actually need to summon their companions to help them dismount, in the past, those cool cuirassiers were the worst, even if they fell off the horse, and the first thing they dismounted was to take off the cuirass on their bodies, the thing that made them look majestic was to torture their shoulders for a long time.

I'm not much better myself, although I said to sit in the carriage, but the carriage of this world does not have the shock absorption technique of the later life, so I came all the way over, and my face was a little embarrassed.

It is undeniable that continuous long-distance marching is a very tiring thing, and for recruits, long-distance marching is a fatal thing, and after such a continuous long-distance march, the troops will temporarily lose their combat effectiveness. If these troops are needed to fight now, then God forbid if they can exert one-third of their usual combat effectiveness. If you are unfortunate enough to encounter another enemy surprise attack, then these troops will be completely wiped out.

But I had to take risks to get there, and now on the whole, the infantry units are still fully physical and morale. And among so many legions, the artillery and cavalry of the 33rd Spartan legion performed quite well, and it deserved to be the main battle corps of the empire.

"Commander of the Komnenos Legion, please go and reconnoiter the surroundings according to the plan, and make defensive arrangements. ”

"Yes, Prince!"

After the old cousin Commnenos left, Penevis stepped out of the carriage, she held on to the door, covered her mouth with one hand, made several appearances like she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, and then her body went limp, and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately I caught her quickly.

"I told you not to come, you want to come, now it's okay, you're still a young lady, and you've already tasted what it's like for a lady to be pregnant. ”

In the past, Penevis would have had to retort to me at once, but now, after some tossing, she didn't even have the strength to answer me, and she lay on my stomach with all her might.

After a few breaths, she seemed to recover somewhat, but she was still very weak: "I just like it, can you manage it! Also, I remember what you just said, don't think that I can't do anything now that I'm weak." When I recover, you'll see!"

I smiled helplessly: "The battlefield is where our men should stay, why should you suffer with you." ”

"I said it, I'd love to!" (To be continued......)