Chapter 1018 The Battle of Priska (four, unbeaten record)
Chapter 1,018 Battle of Prisca (Four, undefeated record)
Due to the use of more advanced gunpowder, when the gun is fired, unlike the thick and long-lasting white smoke when the cannon is fired in the past, the muzzle sprays slightly black and yellow gunpowder smoke. And it is different from the thick and long-lasting white smoke when the cannon fires.
It was much less in the past.
But even so, the smoke rolled over with the wind and rain, which still choked the soldiers next to the cannon and felt uncomfortable for a while.
As senior officers, everyone in Lorraine naturally stood a little further away and were not affected at all.
On the contrary, when the cannonball roared out of the barrel, in order to see the results of the battle more clearly, they all stood up on tiptoes unconsciously, stretched their necks and looked hard in the direction of the cannonball.
Everyone felt that a long time had passed, but in fact, just two seconds later, a bolt of lightning suddenly lit up over the densest military formation of the Southern Army.
It's just that this lightning is a weird round orange-red color.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud explosion.
Under the huge push of gunpowder, hundreds of small steel balls shot out in all directions, ruthlessly tearing apart the soldiers' armor, burrowing into their fragile skin, rolling through human tissues, and breaking everything in their path.
It shoots out from the other side, leaving a terrifying wound the size of a bowl on the human body.
Immediately, bright red blood spurted out from the wound.
Even if it is shot into the muddy water, the high-speed moving steel ball still makes a crackling sound.
The orange-red fire light dissipated, leaving only a cloud of smoke produced by the explosion.
When the smoke slowly dissipated, a terrifying scene was revealed.
I saw those soldiers of the Confederate Army, as if they had been crushed by invisible big feet, they all fell down immediately.
Blood, mutilated limbs, and human tissue were scattered all over the floor, and everything visible to the naked eye was covered in scarlet color, making it look like a slaughterhouse.
There was sudden silence on the battlefield.
Only the mournful wails and screams of the injured were left.
Seeing the pool of blood that suddenly appeared in the enemy crowd, the coalition officers beside the artillery slowly put down their telescopes and were speechless for a moment.
Even though those on the opposite side were all sworn enemies, even though they were all professional soldiers who were used to seeing life and death, they still felt unbearable when they saw the hell-like miserable situation.
"Devil." Someone murmured in a low voice: "The person who invented this thing is definitely a terrible devil."
The officer next to him couldn't help but nodded slightly in agreement.
Lorraine turned back and gave the man a cold look.
The officer suddenly turned pale with fright.
As the saying goes, if you don't work hard and don't work hard, you won't be able to succeed.
That thing was brought over by Lord Luo. Even though he didn't invent it himself, it couldn't escape the hands of his lover, the greatest alchemist mage Lorena in the past five hundred years.
It's okay to say a few bad words about him secretly. But say it in front of him...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
Lorraine looked at his face and smiled lightly.
The officer's heart jumped immediately: It's over, that ruffian heard everything~!
Don’t know how you will die?
Are you asking yourself to lead the death squads to attack Hadou's main formation?
Or should I be given a pair of nail clippers and let myself go play begging with Hadou?
…
He kept thinking wildly, and there was a faint layer of sweat on his forehead.
Although bullying junior officers and mistreating them mercilessly has always been the obligation of a superior. But when Lorraine saw his frightened appearance, he couldn't help but think of the first time he went out to work and was bullied when he was a rookie.
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For a moment, there were quite a lot of mixed feelings.
He immediately bared his teeth and smiled comfortingly at the officer: "Thank you for the compliment."
The young officer was stunned for a moment, and then his face flushed with excitement. This boss is so magnanimous and magnanimous, it's really worth following him~!
At this time, General Hasél had recovered from the shock.
He looked at the cannons one after another, his eyes gleaming, and he almost drooled.
The adjutant next to him saw that his image was too embarrassing, so he immediately reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes.
General Hassell couldn't help but blush, coughed slightly, and said: "This thing is really good~!"
Lorraine shook his head, but with an expression of regret on his face, he said: "It's not good enough. Due to technical limitations, the chamber pressure cannot be increased. This thing is currently more like a mortar, and its range is not far.
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Hassell hesitated for a moment and said: "That's enough, my respected Earl, that's good enough..."
At this time, the artillery officers of the Security Army had already assessed the effect of the shelling, then waved the small flags in their hands and loudly ordered: "Everyone is ready, the shooting angle is 35 degrees, reload!"
The order was immediately passed down from level to level.
Nearly a hundred new artillery pieces have already been deployed under the small soil bag and are ready.
The security soldiers in black received the order and took action one after another.
Correct the angle of the muzzle, push the shell into the chamber, then put his head in his hands, squatting aside without saying a word, waiting for orders.
The artillery commander standing at the top of the slope glanced around and saw that down the slope, the commanders behind the artillery all raised the red flags in their hands - that was the artillery was ready and was just waiting to be fired.
Signal.
The officer immediately raised the red flag in his hand high, pointed it to the sky, and waved it downwards vigorously. At the same time, he shouted angrily: "Fire~!"
Nearly a hundred artillery pieces fired almost at the same time, and the flames ejected from the muzzles gathered together. From a distance, it looked like the breath of a group of giant dragons spitting out at the same time.
The sound of the cannons gathered together rolled across the entire battlefield with a power louder than thunder, shocking everyone on the battlefield.
When the artillery shell exploded above the Confederate army, it erupted into orange flames, which looked like blooming fire roses from a distance. But the dazzling beauty was fleeting, and was followed by a deadly rain of bullets.
A large area of the southern army was instantly vacated.
When the first cannon shot sounded, Hadou, who was standing at the top of Priska City to watch the battle, clenched his fists instantly, straightened his old body, widened his eyes and looked straight in the direction of the muzzle fire, his expression changed.
He was completely pale, and the only thought in his mind was: miscalculation~!
The intelligence collected by General Hadou from all sources showed that Lorraine had many excellent artillery pieces, but it had a fatal weakness - those artillery pieces could not be used in rainy weather.
Neither the naval guns on the Victory nor the artillery under Archduke Rumain could fire normally in humid and rainy environments.
This is clearly stated in the textbook for teaching Almohad artillery.
Two days ago, he also ignored the casualties of his soldiers and forced them to attack. A large part of the reason was to prove this point~!
Without artillery, the coalition lost a sharp claw. Even Hadou could conclude that Lorraine and the others were brave enough to go deep alone because of the artillery in their hands.
On the battlefield, they play a huge role.
Although Hadou didn't know that Lorraine called artillery the god of war, he understood the significance of artillery in war very clearly.
Artillery is the weapon that changed warfare.
Nothing was beyond his expectation. During the continuous rain, the cannons of the coalition forces on the opposite side went out.
He gathered superior forces and captured the outer positions of Lorraine's camp in just two days, blocking all escape routes.
Although the casualties were high, the progress was going smoothly, and it was only a matter of time before Lorraine was eliminated.
Once Lorraine is killed, it will have an immeasurable impact on the peacekeeping forces' operations in the Almohad.
Even though Lorraine is a ruthless person who dares to fight the High Priest of the Undead face to face, someone will naturally deal with him when the time comes.
But the sudden artillery fire destroyed everything in Hadu. He didn't realize that his nails had pierced his palms, and blood dripped down his fingers.
When the allied forces center opposite suddenly burst into flames, Hadou was completely in despair.
He calculated everything correctly, except that he miscalculated the strength of the Flying Eagle Group.
This is not surprising, because the activities of the Flying Eagle Group have always avoided the south of Almohad, and they will not foolishly go to the enemy.
As the young prince of the Ruman Empire and the boyfriend of Her Majesty Queen Isabella's cousin, Leo even adopted a unilateral trade embargo in an extremely despicable manner in order to trap these southerners.
means.
Once anyone is found doing business with those southerners, they will immediately be blacklisted by the Flying Eagle Group.
Under such a strong blockade, it is naturally impossible for General Hadou to have a detailed understanding of the Flying Eagle Group.
In fact, his understanding of the Flying Eagle Group is far less profound than that of the Vatican's bastards. Many people in the Vatican died at the hands of the Flying Eagle Group.
"This era is about to change..." Hadou looked up at the clouds in the sky and murmured.
The subordinates beside them only saw their always-confident commander, whose face was frighteningly pale at the moment.
And they could only look at the chaotic battlefield in confusion, unable to think of any clues.
They have always been accustomed to following the alpha wolf, thinking that they only need to fight hard. But in this situation, even the alpha wolf doesn't know what to do. What solution can they come up with?
As if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, Hadu suddenly turned around, stared at the man in gray robe, and said: "You~! Can you go and kill Lorraine?"
The man in gray robe sneered, his tone even slightly cheerful, and said: "Don't be stupid. If you can kill his soldiers, I can kill Lorraine. But now... I can only die if I go up, let alone... more
Don't say..."
The man in gray robe shook his head and did not say "let alone" that something existed.
Hadu's arms finally dropped weakly, and his chest, which had always been raised, suddenly bent down. His whole body suddenly looked ten years older.
The carnage of artillery fire continued. Under the shining orange light, Confederate soldiers fell into the muddy water one after another.
Hadu stared at the flag of the Ruman Empire flying high in the distance, and seemed to see a young man sneering at him under that flag.
Hadou trembled slightly and raised his arms to hold on to the city wall, but suddenly he spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the sky.
The guard quickly supported Hadou, and saw that the beard under his chin was stained with blood, and he closed his eyes tightly.
The guard shook Hadou and said anxiously: "My lord, my lord~!"
Hadu opened his eyes weakly and said slowly: "Retreat, retreat as much as possible."
The man in gray robe let out a faint sigh and said, "Why are you doing this? It would have been better if you had agreed to my conditions earlier."
Hadu's generals looked at their unconscious commander at a loss, and asked each other anxiously: "What should we do? What should we do?"
A stocky general glanced at his colleagues on the left and right, took a step slowly, stood in the center of the crowd, and said in a firm tone: "You retreat, my troops will cover you."
"General Hellier, you..."
General Hellier looked down at the unconscious Hardou and said solemnly: "A disorderly retreat will lead to the destruction of the entire army. We still have a chance. Besides, guarding Priska is my responsibility."
Hadou's generals looked at each other uneasily, and they all saw each other's hesitation. They were used to following orders and executing them, but they themselves had lost the ability to make decisions.
General Hellier stamped his foot hastily, pushed the general beside him, and said loudly: "Don't hesitate, do you want me to die here? Protect me, and leave quickly. It will be safe after crossing the river."
My life was given to you by your master, and I will repay it to you today."
Finally, the oldest general held General Hellier's hands and said excitedly: "Helier... take care. Brothers, please give orders to retreat. Only by conserving your strength can you make a comeback."
Hadou's generals had sad and solemn expressions. They patted General Helier on the shoulders one by one, and then ran down the city wall quickly.
The artillery fire from the coalition forces became more and more intense. After becoming proficient, the artillery of the security forces fired faster and faster.
The dense crowd means that the artillery does not need to aim at all. It only needs to throw the shells roughly where they are.
The rebels in the north have become loose. Those behind them dare not advance, those in front dare not attack, and they do not dare to retreat. They are spinning in circles like a trapped animal.
In the middle, the ground was covered with corpses and wailing wounded.
Lorraine breathed out a breath and watched the rebel soldiers fall down in neat pieces like mowing grass. Even he himself felt heart palpitations.
No one can survive under such fire.
The artillery officer of the security army observed the battlefield and found that there were no valuable targets in the area covered by artillery in the middle. He immediately coldly uttered "Extended firepower~!"
"Extended firepower~!"
The order was passed loudly.
The artillerymen quickly turned the steel wheel next to the gun mount, adjusted the angle, and extended the firing range outward little by little.
The rebel soldiers who had been cowering outside the firing range were immediately enveloped in a torrential rain of steel balls.
Seeing their comrades in front of them being beaten into sieves by steel balls under artillery fire, the rebel soldiers collapsed instantly. They dropped their weapons, screamed hysterically, turned and ran away.
An abnormality also occurred in the troops directly under Hadou in the south. Hadou's soldiers retreated back like a tide, but a troop suddenly emerged, holding high the battle flag, and rushed towards the coalition camp against the flow of retreating people.
The tall man at the front, with his upper body exposed, let the rain fall on his body, holding a battle ax, roaring, and charging towards the coalition forces with long strides.
Captain Ha'er looked at the charging Hadou soldiers with his binoculars, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It's interesting. Boys, have you seen that guy who is not afraid of death?"
"Yes, sir." The artilleryman beside him responded loudly.
Hal said calmly: "Kill him~!"
The artillery officer said slowly in a tone that did not dare to express emotion: "The distance is two thousand two hundred feet...the shooting angle is 41 degrees. Three rounds in a row~!"
The five artillery pieces in front of Hal moved at the same time. The artillerymen loudly repeated the order, "Fire angle forty-one degrees," and quickly adjusted the angle.
"Let it go~!"
Five artillery shells were discharged at the same time and fell on the heads of the charging Confederate soldiers. The bullets fell and the running soldiers fell down neatly.
But the soldiers behind stepped on their corpses and rushed forward.
The big man who was leading the way stumbled, his battle ax slammed onto the ground, and then he stood up unsteadily.
The second round of bombardment approached the sky.
Above his head, a firework suddenly exploded, and the shooting steel balls splashed water on the ground.
The artillery fire formed a steel rain curtain in front of the position, and all the soldiers who set foot on this road eventually fell into the hail of bullets. Finally, the soldiers behind could not bear it anymore, stopped charging, and retreated along with the other legions.
Hal watched the big man fall heavily to the ground through the telescope, then nodded with satisfaction and said with a brisk smile: "Extend the firepower and attack the enemy's retreating troops."
"Forget it~!" Lorraine suddenly waved his hand and said: "Slaughtering the fleeing enemies will harm Tianhe, so stop using steel ball bullets."
Hal said anxiously and unwillingly: "My lord, please don't let the tiger return to the mountain. This is Hadu."
Lorraine said: "Seal the river with artillery fire, mount the cavalry, and order them to surrender. Use grenades against the assembled enemies.
The number of steel ball submunitions is limited and should be left at the critical moment in the future. Don’t worry about them as the defeated army in the north will not become a problem.”
Although he was reluctant, Hal nodded and said loudly: "Yes, sir."
Then he ordered: "Stop the bombardment, replace the grenades, and the first, second, and third artillery teams block the river. The fourth team attacks the enemy's assembly area."
Hearing that steel ball bullets were no longer used, Hassell breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Sir, leave the pursuit order to us."
Although they were sworn enemies, Hassel still felt compassion. He had also been to the south. It turned out that these soldiers were just ordinary people in the south, and they belonged to the same nation and country as him.
Lorraine hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. If the Almohads were to take over, the enemy would be more likely to surrender.
If the Ruman Army goes up, the situation will be difficult to predict. They will not be lenient to Hadou's men.
Hassell glanced at Lorraine gratefully, saluted, and quickly turned around to organize the troops.
After the sky completely darkened, Prisca ended temporarily.
The Allied artillery kept bombarding the area near the river bank. The Confederate army, frightened by the artillery, did not dare to board the boat to cross the river, and scattered in panic upstream and downstream to escape.
The new army led by Hasel successfully intercepted part of the southern army. Seeing that they had no way to escape, these people retreated into the city of Prisca and stayed there, ignoring Hasel's surrender.
The rebels in the north abandoned their camp and all their baggage at this time, and had already fled without a trace. It is conceivable that, without supplies, what awaits them in this vast land north of the Zamibia River will be new ones.
The army's suppression.
Lorraine won the Battle of Prisca and defeated the continent's top generals, Amor and Hadu for the first time. The Flying Eagle God of War still maintained his undefeated record.