The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

And on the other side.

By the time Lieutenant Hanno carried the task assigned by Fili from the rear of the battlefield to the temporary command post, the time had unknowingly passed midnight.

What we saw along the way was shocking. We didn't know how many people had died tragically under the shells. Burning tanks were almost everywhere on the battlefield that stretched for one or two kilometers. The flames on the battlefield even lit up the night sky red.

Several streams of black smoke shot straight into the sky, and the air was filled with a choking smell. After arriving at the headquarters, Hanno saw that a large number of soldiers were still rushing to the front line. When passing by these troops, Hanno could clearly see fear and tension on each of their faces. Some people's faces were even so pale that they seemed to be showing signs of death.

The same is true of Hanno.

Sweat covered his cheeks, his clothes were completely wet, his teeth were chattering uncontrollably, and when he got off his horse, he even fell because of his stiff body.

After being helped up by the accompanying communications soldier, he tried his best to calm his frightened face and looked up at Saski who was standing in the crowd in front of him and waving his arms.

Before he got close, Hanno heard angry shouting coming from there.

The voice came from the annoying Saskia, who was still the same as before, harsh and unreasonable, conceited and arrogant to the point of looking down on everyone, and was tough towards his enemies, but underneath that toughness, he was an incompetent and hypocritical fool.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Hanno and the signalmen ran over quickly.

"Let the 49th Division go now! Bayert! You must take your men and charge into the Yan people's position within an hour and completely destroy their formation. I've had enough of these artillery shells! They make it difficult for us to move! Damn it! Why isn't the flank..." Saski, who was roaring, had just said this when he saw Hanno running over with the signalmen.

He immediately stepped forward, grabbed Hanno by the collar, and yelled at him: "Have you made any progress?!"

Before he could utter the words that were in his heart, Hanno lost his temper at the roar.

"What the hell?! Can't you even speak?!" Saski's face was full of anger, and his hat had been taken off long ago. At this moment, he looked like an angry lion.

"No...no, sir." Hanno said with evasive eyes.

With a "whoosh", Saski suddenly let go of his hand, but shook his head repeatedly, and then suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs:

"Why?!"

"Why haven't we made a breakthrough yet? Could it be that the damn Yan people have deployed a large number of artillery on the flanks?!"

Hanno lowered his head and said, "Sir, at present... we cannot get close to the enemy's flank. We haven't done that yet. The enemy has deployed a large number of cavalry on the flank. These cavalry are extremely powerful. We... we can't defeat them..."

After these words were spoken, Saski's face turned from red to blue. Although he stopped yelling, his expression was enough to scare Hanno so much that his scalp numbed.

For a few seconds, everyone was silent, and the air was filled with a depressing and murderous atmosphere. Hanno knew that the main force on the front had suffered heavy casualties, and in the battle up to this point, his side should not have gained the slightest advantage. This could be seen from the faces of the officers present.

In the end, it was Hanno who broke the silence first. He knew that he had to convey Fili's instructions to Saski.

"Sir, General Feeley....requests a retreat."

"We cannot defeat the enemy cavalry. They have advanced weapons and excellent tactics, and have a considerable advantage..."

Hanno's pupils shrank when he said this, and he took two steps back unconsciously, just because Saski was taking out the short-handled musket from his waist with a stern face.

"Sir, I...this is just a request from General Fili, if you..." Hanno said while backing away in a cold sweat.

Leo on the side quickly winked at the others, stepped forward, grabbed Saski's wrist, and admonished:

"Sir... please..."

However, before he could finish his words, Saski pulled out his gun like crazy, and Leo even staggered.

The other officers were shocked and did not dare to step forward to stop him for a moment, but in a split second.

"Kakakaka."

There were several sounds of trigger being pulled in succession, and it was Saski who pulled the trigger continuously at Hanno who was retreating.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Hanno's knees went weak and he fell to the ground in fright.

"Asshole! Still thinking about retreating! No one can leave here unless we defeat the Yan people tonight!!!"

"Whoever dares to retreat, I will shoot him and treat him as treason!!!" Only then did Saski's roar finally rang out in anger.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief and agreed, "Yes, sir."

Hanno fell to the ground as if he had lost his soul and just sat there blankly.

However, he was not actually shot.

Because in his rage, Saski only pulled the trigger, and there was no gunpowder in the chamber.

That exquisite and luxurious short-handled musket has always been just a beautiful decoration and has long lost its value as a weapon.

"Yes! Sir! We will fight to the end!" Immediately afterwards, other officers also made the assurance, and amid the cheers, Hanno, whose face was ashen, finally came to his senses.

Saski put the gun into the holster on his waist in silence with a cold face, and then shouted:

"Tell that bastard Fili that this is a life-and-death battle! We only allow victory, not failure!"

"I have gambled on the reputation of our Fifth Army. I must bring victory to the Empire in this battle. Even if it means heavy losses, I will destroy these bastards!"

"Go back to your battlefield! Go shoot the bullets in your gun!"

"Yes...yes, sir, I'll go right away." Hanno stood up from the ground in a panic and ran out without even looking back.

"Hmph." Saski snorted coldly, his eyes gradually moving away from Hanno's back and returning to the faces of other officers.

"What are you standing there for?!"

"Balt! Hurry up and take your troops to the battlefield!"

-

"Bang bang bang!"

A "galloping wall" formed by heavily armored cavalry was galloping forward. The thick plate armor reflected the silvery-white beams of light, even dazzling under the moonlight.

On the opposite side, the Yan soldiers who were shooting with guns quickly dispersed and ran to the left and right to avoid being knocked to the ground by this "city wall".

But escaping from the impact was not their only means. Behind them, the hastily arrived support troops were already setting up light field artillery on the spot.

Two soldiers held the gun turret with their hands, and a gunner squatted on the ground and lit the fuse.

"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much."

Other groups of Yanbing performed the same action, firing dozens of light artillery shells in succession from the front and back.

The bronze conical shells drew arcs in the moonlight, and with a sharp whistle, they fell into the oncoming "flying wall".

Then in an instant, clusters of dazzling flames bloomed on the city walls. The cast iron helmet wrapped around the head, the heavy plate armor wrapped around the chest, and the dark black war horses covered with soft armor became blooming flowers of flesh and blood.

The deep red mist gradually filled the air.