I Will Be The Crowned King

The deafening scream ignited the smoke pillars one after another in the wilderness outside Beluga Harbor; under the aftermath of the shaking the earth, battle flags fluttered everywhere.

At seven o'clock in the morning, just as the sun rose from the horizon, the 43,000 New World Corps simultaneously attacked from the Shooting Barracks, the Supreme Council, and the August Armoury Factory. The Storm Corps was the leader, and the Sail City Corps was the left wing. , the shooting army and 10,000 colonial militiamen were on the right flank and attacked Beluga Harbor with a sweeping trend.

Gathering 43,000 soldiers on the same battlefield at the same time... This is something that the colonists of the New World have never seen, let alone experienced, and absolutely dare not imagine; overlooking from the dome, the mighty The army is like a torrent from a dyke.

It was quite a coincidence, or it was intentional, that the main defenders of the Mujahideen Army and the commander-in-chief of the battlefield happened to be the Clovis Mujahideen Army and Ludwig Franz himself.

For this heir of the Franz family, who is always on guard, but has never been able to grasp anything, Sir Phylles has given full courtesy - first of all, not only himself, but also the rest of the representatives of the thirteen-member collegiate are ordered not to intervene in the battlefield command.

The only deputy commander, Arthur Hered, is well known as the Dragon Roar Knight who says "Ludwig is a good man".

Even the Knights of Judgment and the fleet anchored in the port, Ludwig has nominal command; four-fifths of the current fighting power of Beluga Port has been assigned to his command.

Of course, this is definitely not out of trust, but a real threat and slaughter-if Beluga Harbor eventually falls, naturally he is the first responsible person, and Pheleus and the Holy See behind him will have enough reasons to fight against him. Clovis Parish strikes.

On the contrary, if the Mujahideen Army wins, Clovis will still have to pay a large price; at least the Beluga Harbor Colony, an important base of cheap raw materials, is lost, which is already much inferior to the Empire, and another important loss card is lost. , but also to completely wipe out the Legion of Storms, the Legion that the Franz family spent a lot of capital on.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the Franz family is hard to die... This is the death game that Phyllis prepared for Ludwig.

But he still accepted.

Not only because there is no way out, but also because he hopes to seize a little bit of initiative and guide the war in the direction he wants to see the most... Ludwig may not have serious thoughts deep in his heart.

The commander-in-chief of the colonial rebels is Louis Bernard, but the actual leader is actually Anson Bach; for this friend and subordinate (once), he has repeatedly created miracles, and he knows the truth compared to himself, the heir of the Franz family. More, it is impossible to say that he is not bothered at all.

In the Battle of Iser, Anson, who had a side division of a brigade, won a great victory, and even repelled the Empire's territorial intervention army; an unknown number;

In the battle of Yangfan City, under the premise of taking all the advantages, he was taken away from the headquarters and cut off his retreat, which almost led to the tragic defeat of the entire army, but he still won Yangfan City through negotiation.

Three times... If you include the Battle of Eagle Point, he lost to Anson Bach three times in total.

Now, although the Holy See is purely malicious, since there is a chance for a fair confrontation with him, Ludwig does not intend to let it go - even if the final result is doomed, he will convince Ansen Bach to lose to himself once.

With this little entanglement in his heart, Ludwig raised the monocular without expression, and looked at the front line of the New World Corps.

The first "gift" he prepared for Anson Bach was the cannon fire coverage of the Red Hand Bay catastrophe.

Six warships and ten forts were all dismantled from warships. Heavy guns with a caliber of no less than 18 pounds poured flames that symbolized death on the battlefield.

Although the accuracy of these artillery fires is very worrying - after all, the warships can't accurately aim at all across the town, and they have to prevent the shells from falling on their own positions - but the large-scale artillery fire still caused a lot of damage to the attack of the New World Army. Impact.

There is no need to think about artillery support. With such a huge gap, as long as the artillerymen in the colonies dare to expose their targets, they will all be blasted to the sky by concentrated fire in the next second. Therefore, the soldiers who initially shelled the colonies could only endure silently and wait for the moment of the final charge.

Originally, this kind of troops were at a disadvantage in firepower, and they had to go through a siege battle in a large open area. Of course, it was best to rely on civil work to keep close to the enemy, but the New World Corps, which had only won a little chance by sneak attack, certainly did not have this. Opportunity, can only push forward quickly against the explosion point.

The Storm Legion can also rely on skirmish tactics to reduce the probability of being bombed to the sky, and the colonial militia and the Sail City Legion will be miserable... The screaming shells fall into either a messy or neat team, and there is a column in an instant. Fall down, howling and clutching his severed limbs and torso, or never feel the pain again.

The blood-stained companion on the side was pale, but still stood upright under the commander's orders and angry shouts, and was not even allowed to look sideways.

So the phalanx that was blown up by the artillery fire reappeared at the end of the horizon through the thick smoke rolled up by the artillery shells, and continued to approach Beluga Harbor in an orderly manner.

"Will this be too passive?"

Looking at the approaching line of troops, Arthur Herreid couldn't help but say, "With such a poor alignment, it's hard to have any effect with more artillery shells, right?"

"On the contrary." Ludwig said solemnly, silently putting down the telescope:

"The bombardment of the suppressed enemy has never had anything to do with accuracy, speed and quantity are the first; five shells that will never hit in one minute are better than only one shell that has a half chance of hitting in one minute. Better results."

"Oh, why is this?"

"Why... the reason here is a bit complicated, but in short, the purpose is different." Looking at Arthur's curious eyes, Ludwig also rarely had the patience to explain: "If your purpose is To kill the enemy, of course, the priority is to improve the hit rate as much as possible."

"But the purpose of our firepower coverage is not to kill, but to repel and limit; it is to make the enemy lose their positions. The soldiers are afraid of the oncoming air waves and the solid bullets that have just smashed their comrades into two pieces. Morale and will to fight will be shaken."

"No matter how powerful an army is, it is also composed of a single individual. Then, like the old fable, his strength is completely determined by the shortest piece of wood; all we have to do is to smash the shortest piece of wood."

"As long as we can curb the speed of the rebels' attack here and drag the battle until the remaining two jihadist legions arrive, we will be able to defeat them without any effort, and we will not repeat the mistakes of yesterday."

"Oh... so it is, so it is..."

Looking at Arthur's sudden realization, Ludwig sighed lightly; the reason why he insisted on using the cover artillery is of course not only to slow down the offensive rhythm of the New World Legion, but also to test Ansen Bach's trump card .

Even William Cecil is willing to help him delay the time, the two jihadist legions from Long Lake Town will arrive before tonight at the latest, Anson Bach... He really only has one day.

No matter how he thought about it, Ludwig could not find the possibility of penetrating the peripheral defense lines and forts he had set up in one day; even if he was willing to show his flaws and lose the battle, unless all the tens of thousands of jihadist troops on the scene were killed Brainwashed into a fool, otherwise everyone will know that they are doing it on purpose.

Could it be that he was really ready to give it a go without any certainty?

The absurd idea only stayed in Ludwig's consciousness for less than a moment, and then he was left behind; this kind of thing can happen to anyone, but it can't be that guy.

"Keep your composure under the premise that the enemy's actions cannot be determined, and never change the pre-prepared arrangements easily. The worst plan is better than playing it on the spot. It is the minimum rule of war..." Ludwig muttered to himself:

"Anson Bach, let me see what cards you have prepared."

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"...Is this what you mean?"

The deafening sound of cannons echoed over the battlefield, but it still couldn't stop the young knight's shocked expression: "Ludwig will never take the initiative to attack before he formally engages the enemy... why?"

"If I were the commander-in-chief of the Mujahideen Army now, I would never let you easily get close to the outer positions of the town, and give up the last initiative in vain - even a cavalry company, a cavalry battalion, but also in the wilderness and the new continent. The legion has repeatedly pulled and used the position as the last defense method, not the whole!"

"That's right, so you are Louis Bernard, not Ludwig Franz." Anson agreed:

"In your eyes, holding the initiative firmly in your own hands is always the most important thing, but not everyone thinks so; besides, it's not that you haven't played against our Major General, his character and habits should also be very familiar to you. Clear."

"Of course I know that, but if the information is correct, Arthur Herreid is also one of the commanders. I know better about his character. He is definitely not the type who can hold back his loneliness and wait for the enemy to come to his door!"

"Perhaps, but I have full confidence in the Major General, he is the kind of strong type who speaks one's own words; even Archbishop Luther Franz can't easily shake him when he disagrees with others. "

Anson, who was biting his pipe, said no more, and his eyes returned to the center of the map on the table.

Although there will certainly be a lot of casualties, it should be no problem to suppress the front line to the periphery of Beluga Harbor under the current situation; with Ludwig's character, as long as the "ambush" of the headquarters fortress does not act, he should also There will be no action.

As for the naval guns in the harbor... No matter how much the Mujahideen splurges, the cannonballs cannot be infinite; in Ludwig's style, the naval guns will last at most five minutes, and there will be no more for the time being.

And that was the time for the New World Army to break through the first line of defense—to turn the entire town into a peripheral battle field, and at the same time the artillery positions began to bombard the town, which would effectively attack some of the crusade’s careful thinking in the town, so that they would not dare to act rashly—for example, massacre the city.

Gamblers have no bottom line when they lose. It's hard to say whether the Holy See will do things that no one wants to see because they can't achieve their goals.

The colony is no different than the old continent, and the population growth rate is very slow. A Beluga port with a population of 40,000 is a goal that took decades to achieve; if it is completely destroyed by the jihadist army, the meaning of taking back the Beluga Port by oneself is equal to less. Halfway through, that's when I really want to cry without tears.

That's right, what Anson cares most about now is not whether he can defeat the jihadist army, but how much he can ensure his integrity after victory, and try his best to receive a Beluga Port without too many losses and casualties.

However, the young knight was not as confident as he was. He was still anxiously waiting for the latest information from the front line. He silently calculated the number of casualties that had been reported and estimated by himself. .

Like the previous Fernando Corps, the two used an abandoned farmhouse as a temporary headquarters. After all, it was no longer a battle of thousands or nearly ten thousand people before. The level of visual command; there is no staff and logistics operations of nearly a thousand people, UU reading www.uukanshu. com The two of them can't do much better than an infantry commander.

"Even if Ludwig's behavior is perfectly in line with your prediction, then how exactly do we have to break through three lines of defense and at least ten forts?" Louis knocked on the location of the Beluga Port city gate on the map:

"We only have two hours, can we really do it?"

"Of course not." An Sen said without raising his head: "Two hours at most is enough for us to gain a firm foothold in the first line of defense; not to mention that even if we can really break through all of them, there is still the city wall of Beluga Harbor behind. —It's not enough anyway."

"Then who are you..."

"When the outside of the fort is unimaginably strong, its interior must be extremely fragile." Anson, who interrupted him directly, pressed his open right hand to the center of the town: "The Mujahideen has concentrated all its forces. On the periphery, I hope that Clovis, the empire, and the colonies will strangle each other, and finally reap the fruits themselves."

"But they never thought about why we must attack with such a big fanfare and show the momentum of attacking Beluga Port under the premise that we are absolutely inferior in strength?"

"They can't figure it out, because they don't know anything about the military at all; and some people have figured it out, so they will join us with practical actions at the most critical moment."

Louis' pupils widened slightly: "So, you really have..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a piercing scream from under the dome outside the house...

And it's getting louder!