Under the cover of a salvo of field artillery and battle infantry, the company of sharp knives stepped on the earth and corpses that had filled the moat, bypassed a cannon with a half-cut tube sunk into the mud, and passed through the smoking gap and entered the city of Buda. Not a single rebel burst out of the ruins and opened fire on them, and in the dead silence, a golden fleur-de-lis banner rose over the walls. More soldiers began to advance, and the gap in the pass guò poured into the city.

"Our troops have entered the city of Buda, and you have achieved a brilliant victory, General. ”

Brigadier General Villar gleefully complimented Heinau, the artillery admiral's face still like an iron plate, making it impossible to peek into his inner world, but his waxed horn mustache was trembling slightly. Obviously, he was in a pretty good mood.

Indeed, judging from the current situation, everything was smooth, the troops did not suffer much losses, but the city wall of Buda, an important capital for the rebels to resist, had already collapsed, and their morale was probably collapsed at the moment of the collapse of the wall, and the rest of the sweeping was not even a battle, at best it was only to get rid of the vermin.

What a perfect start.

Henau furrowed his eyebrows.

As a big man, Hainao rarely showed his feelings lightly, on the other hand, he didn't want his subordinates to slack off too soon, they still had a task to complete. In addition to punishing the untouchables, there is also the destruction of all the relevant evidence against the crown prince and the army, which he hopes will be completely resolved by tomorrow night at the latest.

There are some things that can't be dragged on too much.

He thought for a moment and gave the order.

"All infantry units were ordered to go into battle. At the same time, let the artillery move forward, providing direct fire support. ”

"Yes, General. ”

"Again, I stressed to the soldiers that if you see anyone who doesn't wear Charlemagne's uniform, kill them immediately, and don't show any mercy. The bed bugs here have been dragging Charlemagne back for hundreds of years, and the go-here crumbs have done nothing good. Now is the time to solve all the problems once and for all...... Whatever the other side takes, kill them all!"

"General?"

The commanders were stunned for a moment and asked:

"If anyone asks. How shall we answer?"

Shooting civilians and slaughtering cities are not absolutely taboo. But Charlemagne's enemies never missed an opportunity to attack Charlemagne, especially the Albion, who would have trumpeted the so-called "atrocities" - even if they themselves did not do such things.

The Army's enemies do the same thing, and everyone is very good at selective blindness.

It is necessary to first unify the caliber. Avoid future troubles. At the very least, it seems like the slaughter of the city was a last resort......

"It's simple. ”

Henau glanced at his subordinates. He said in a relaxed tone.

"Inform the Prime Minister and the War Department that our army has entered the city of Buda, and the royal family's golden fleur-de-lis banner is flying at the head of the city of Buda, and the final sweep is currently underway. The enemy forces are mostly armed civilians. The other side refused to surrender, and we had to exterminate them. ”

After a pause, he added:

"Remind the soldiers, don't forget to put weapons or what looks like weapons on the corpses. ”

Private Charlemagne, dressed in a blue uniform and wearing a three-cornered hat, shouted and rushed into the city of Buda, moving quickly and without stopping in the slightest step. These GIs, whose minds were filled with money, women, murder, arson, and so on, were not interested in staying in the dilapidated old town, but in the bustling city center, in the residential areas, in the hospitals, in the churches - everything they wanted was there. Whether things like raping nuns or ransacking churches are blasphemous is not in the table.

Destroying everything that comes into view, plundering what can be taken away, this ancient city and its inhabitants are their dinner - it's as simple as that. Anyway, the city has already been sentenced to death, and who cares about the life or death of the inhabitants of the city? The most important thing at the moment is to satisfy their desires.

"It's the rebels!"

A soldier shouted, his voice with palpable excitement, and the sound of gunfire rang out through the streets, and soon resounded throughout the city.

The rebels were spotted by the troops who had entered the city, and they also opened fire, and unexpectedly, the rebels who had resisted desperately on the walls were now like a fed of frightened rabbits, and after a little symbolic resistance, or simply did not put up any resistance, turned and fled.

"They're afraid of us!"

The officer who led the team laughed as he brandished his command knife and then urged his soldiers.

"Rush forward! Kill all the rebels!"

The soldiers immediately went into action, no one wanted to be left behind, they followed closely behind the panicked rebels, and in the course of the pursuit, the rebels broke away from the ranks and ran into the alleys. At the orders of the officers and the spontaneous behavior of the soldiers, a small group of soldiers immediately broke away from the large group and pursued the lone guys. Imperceptibly, the soldiers were becoming more and more dispersed, and the number of each pursuing force was getting smaller and smaller......

Until this time, the officers had not noticed the danger. On the one hand, this was due to the excellent performance of the other side, which, in anyone's opinion, was no different from a real collapse, making it seem impossible for them to regroup and launch a counterattack. On the other hand, there is the arrogance inherent in Charlemagne's army, which believes that a single Charlemagne soldier can easily take out a dozen rebels, and the officers do not take the word "danger" to heart.

Judging from the previous offensive and defensive battles on the city walls, this point of view is not unreasonable, the Republican Defense Force is a makeshift army, lacking training, most of the members are peasants who have only hit targets a few times, and poor shooting skills can make the woolly bear recruits regain their confidence. Dispersing and chasing such a rabble does not seem to be dangerous.

But everything is relative, and a wise commander will always create opportunities to make up for the shortcomings of his troops, to put it more bluntly, ......

Major Nicholson was chasing less than 20 targets with 50 soldiers, huddled together in a narrow alley until a well-built barricade appeared at the end of the line of sight, and a group of angry-looking rebels were aiming at them with guns. The rabbit-like cunning chasers also stopped at this point, turned and turned their guns on the Major.

"Trap!"

The major shouted out the word, and before he had time to shout out the command to "retreat", in a ferocious volley, the major turned into a colander.

At the same time, something similar happened in the streets of Buda. The defenders of Buda - soldiers, artisans, peasants, poor people, village priests, students, bards, itinerant priests, women, old people, children - jumped out of their cellars and hidings on the roofs and pounced on the scattered Charlemagne soldiers, who were immediately surrounded by warm "greetings".

The first thing to say hello to is a Molotov cocktail called "Li Lin Cocktail". This weapon, invented by the citizens of Lüdes during the struggle against forced demolition, is simple to operate and easy to produce in large quantities. A fragile container, enough oil, a roll of cloth to act as an ignition material, and a box of matches are all the materials needed for an incendiary bottle. At most, add some sugar or rubber. Before the start of the assault on the city of Buda by Heynau. At least 20 Molotov cocktails were prepared for each household, and as many as 80 for some families. In the current environment of street fighting, even a small child can quickly and skillfully use this weapon - just light a strip of cloth and throw it at Charlemagne's GI on the balcony or under the window. Less than a quarter of an hour. Everywhere a large number of human-shaped torches were lit. Under the action of additives. This flame is very difficult to extinguish. Some people with knowledge of fire extinguishing tried to extinguish the fire by rolling, but instead the burning area was expanded.

Out of intense hatred, people do not help. He didn't rush to mend the knife, but just watched coldly as Charlemagne screamed and struggled until he fell to the ground and stopped moving, becoming a pile of charcoal with an unrecognizable face.

In addition to Molotov cocktails, the new tactics of the Republican Defense Forces were painful for the besiegers.

This new tactic was called "Damebrett": the defenders occupied every building in the vicinity of the Buda Palace, and as soon as Charlemagne chased bait into the undefended streets between the buildings, they were immediately attacked by crossfire and bomb throws from all sides, while soldiers with excellent marksmanship were selected to lay in ambush on high ground to cut off enemy retreats and reinforcements. One by one, assault companies fell into carefully set pockets, and entire companies of soldiers were killed or captured, and some of the mage non-commissioned officers were able to hold out for a while, but after the soldiers were eliminated, they didn't last long. In less than half an hour, the companies that rushed to the forefront had been completely wiped out.

The improvised militia also fought with great ferocity, and the children of these peasants had enough of the hardships of the grain conscription teams, and many of their families were starved to death, and some of their relatives died at the hands of Charlemagne's soldiers. South of the Gallet Hotel, famous for its luxurious thermal pools, they fought with a company of Corsican snipers and even fought hand-to-hand. In the northwest corner of the Broadcasting Building, a militia even repelled several attacks by an entire battalion of battle infantry, and Charlemagne could only watch as the surrounded friendly forces 200 meters away were wiped out, but could not move any further.

Charlemagne's artillery and air gunboats could only stare dryly at this time, and the gunners and artillery commanders painfully found that because the assault force had gone too deep, they had ended up in a mess with the rebels, and if they opened fire, they would definitely hit their own men. The only thing they could do was to try to hold back the rebels who were beginning to encircle the other friendly units in a roundabout way, leaving a gap for the infantry brothers to retreat and buying them a little time to retreat.

However, this effort instead pushed the infantry and themselves into an even more dangerous situation.

The successive blows deprived the retreating troops of formation and command, and the different units swarmed towards the gap in the wall, and now there was only one thought left in their minds - to escape from this hell and get as far away from the rebels as possible. Neither the salvo of the Warlords, nor the roar of the Commander, nor the Commander's sword, could stop the torrent of dispersion. In the confusion, some soldiers even flashed their bayonets at the officers and fired at the overseers.

After stabbing over a brigadier general who had stopped in front of him, there was nothing to stand in front of the defeated soldiers, and the troops who were about to enter the city of Buda to support collided with the retreating crowd, and the soldiers in blue uniforms were huddled together, shouting and pushing, unable to move forward or retreat. It becomes an excellent target for shelling.

If Colonel Maurertel needed someone to remind him what to do, he would be a fool, only to see the Colonel wave his hand easily. The Wehrmacht gunners, licking their lips, pushed up one extremely ugly thing after another.

A water tank or an iron bucket on wheels - this is everyone's first impression of the "Flying Thunder", this simple weapon looks a bit like a cannon, but compared to the cannon made with exquisite craftsmanship, inlaid with badges and even patterns on the barrel, like a work of art, the "Flying Thunder" cannon can only be described by the word "stupid, big black and thick".

However, its ugly appearance does not hide its value on the battlefield, and this explosive projectile has many similarities with siege heavy mortars: it is used at a large elevation angle, has a short range, but is incredibly powerful. Although it is inferior to field artillery in terms of range and accuracy, it also has a gap with real mortars, and there are also limitations in its use. But the range of about 200 meters is enough in hand-to-hand street fighting, and the power of 10 kilograms of explosives is quite amazing. Before the broadcast building was in battle. Many strongholds and fortresses of the security forces were destroyed by the "flying thunder". There was not a single living person in the stronghold hit by the disc-shaped explosive pack, and many of the corpses had no external injuries, all bleeding from seven holes - that is, from the internal organs of the shock wave. The Republican Defense Forces, which lacked artillery weapons, were very satisfied with the performance of the "Flying Thunder" cannon in actual combat, and soon liked this batch of weapons that had been eliminated by a certain force. And gave these ugly and cute iron bumps the nickname "Brave Fritz". The previous siege and defense battles of the city walls were not willing to let them show their faces. Now it's finally time for them to do their job.

In addition to ordinary artillery shells filled with explosives, many "flying thunder" guns also used personnel anti-personnel shells wrapped in a layer of steel balls, iron nails, and broken glass, and captured six-pounder cannons and other field guns were also pushed up. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the former master.

Faced with the Charlemagnes huddled together, there was only one thing for the Wehrmacht artillery to do.

"Fire!"

Colonel Maurertel swung his arm hard, and the bright red light and smoke enveloped the Blueshirts, and a miserable cry flew into the sky along with the severed limbs.

General Hainau was anxious about losing control of his troops, and when he lost contact with the assault force, he sensed that something was wrong. But his remedy was to urge the follow-up troops to move into the city as fast as possible, trying to crush the cunning rebels with numbers, with the result that more than 5,000 people were all crammed into a 30-meter-wide gap. While the general was furious at the situation, his opponent helped him correct his attitude with a cannon.

Without warning, the sudden and ferocious artillery fire was completely unexpected. From Heynau himself to the ordinary soldiers, Charlemagne was stunned. It took several seconds for them to recover.

"Where are the rebel artillery?!How many cannons do they have?!"

Heynau was almost about to have a stroke, and all that was left in his vision was the explosions and the occasional flash of human fragments in the firelight, the effect of which was by no means something that could be created by a field artillery, did the rebels have a fortress cannon?!

Cold sweat suddenly flowed down the forehead of the artillery admiral, it was extremely stupid to want to rely on infantry clusters and fortress artillery to engage in a head-on duel, the field artillery under his command could not even touch the opponent's edge, while the enemy's heavy artillery could easily take out the unprotected artillery position. If the infantry launched a Banzai charge regardless of casualties and dropped bombs into the opposing artillery positions, there might be a glimmer of hope. But the soldiers were in disarray, unable to command, neither the Inspectors nor the drums could stop the rout, and the enemy's artillery fire was constantly neutralizing any efforts to restore the chain of command, and the few officers who were leading the team in trying to gather the troops quickly disappeared into the fire.

"General, what are we going to do?!"

The staff officers also panicked, and when they saw that several magicians were still blown into the air by opening the barrier, the fear in their hearts could no longer be contained, and the pale faces looked at Hainao, and the admiral's own face was not very good-looking.

"Stop attacking!"

He screamed hysterically and uttered the only correct order in this battle.

"Retreat!

It was a stern decision that harmed the honor and self-esteem of the soldiers, but it was also the only way to save the troops from the slaughterhouse. Even Heinau, who had always loved vanity, had no confidence to continue the battle at this moment, and he only wanted to return to Charlemagne safely with the remaining soldiers.

This was undoubtedly the right decision, but unfortunately it came a little too late.

"Cavalry!"

Brigadier General Villar let out a barely human scream, and everyone followed his hand to the right flank of the battlefield, where thousands of crown-led cavalry came out of the smoke, brandishing spears and swords, and grabbed the nearest Charlemagne, and in the glittering light of the sword, their heads flew out. The blood-stained cavalry did not look at the headless corpse, urging the mount to approach a group of well-dressed Charlemagne officers.

They didn't know who those people were, but they knew very well that their heads must be worth a lot, and the thought of the bounty made everyone's eyes glow as green as wolves.

Dropping the order to "retreat the whole army" again, without even giving further specific instructions, Heine wailed in despair and quickly withdrew in the direction of Charlemagne with a group of panicked generals, the air gunboats fired volleys to stop the fierce assault of the cavalry, but the crown-led cavalry, who were crazy for the bounty, still tried to chase their prey.

The artillery admiral galloped on the head of a white horse, which he had prepared for the entrance to the city, and fled along the path he had taken to the crown. The general, who had once entered the crown as an occupier, was now like a frightened rabbit, trying his best to escape from the ancient city of Buda. Without looking back, he left the chaotic camp and the poor soldiers who didn't know where to flee to the Crown Leader in a frenzy. (To be continued......)