Chapter 1056: The arrogant soldier will be defeated (seeking a monthly ticket)
Chapter 1056: Arrogant soldiers will be defeated (please vote for me)
"Retreat~!" The chaos on the battlefield made Hassel lose control and had to grit his teeth and order a retreat.~~
"Woo, woo woo..."
The dull and long horn resounded throughout the land.
The soldiers who were still wandering around in the trenches all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound of the horn: this painful battle finally no longer had to be fought.
In this trench formation that could stun people, the Confederate Army disappeared and appeared like ghosts.
Each time he suddenly burst out, killing and injuring several members of the New Army, and then turned around and disappeared out of thin air.
What's especially abominable is that every time the Southern Army takes action, it always picks out valuable targets, such as officers at all levels.
Due to the lack of a complete organization, once those officers fell, the soldiers who lost their command were like sheep without their leader, not knowing what to do?
The whole team was running around like headless chickens. After a few rounds, the soldiers of the same organization got separated.
For the new troops on the battlefield, they don't know where the enemy is, they don't know how to take the road, they don't know where their comrades are, and they don't know what orders have been conveyed from above.
This made the officers and soldiers of the New Army more and more depressed as they fought.
After the retreat order was issued, the New Army soldiers on the battlefield no longer searched for the enemy, but looked for a way to prepare to leave the trench position.
However, at this time, new problems appeared again.
After hearing the order to retreat, some soldiers quickly jumped onto the trenches under the command of the officers, and then climbed over the trenches one by one with difficulty and returned to the peacekeeping force camp.
But more soldiers seemed to have lost their heads in the trench, still looking for an exit, and continued to wander back and forth in this maze-like trench.
At the same time, the Southern Army also heard the clarion call to retreat.
They did their part and took advantage of this opportunity to jump out and attack the new army directly with a small force.
If there are more southern soldiers, they will fight. If there are more new soldiers, the southern army will fire a few arrows and retreat quickly.
For a moment, he shouted to kill Zhentian and screamed again and again.
At this time, the battlefield was actually more lively than before.
General Hassell was taking command from the rear, and soon discovered this situation. The New Army troops did not withdraw as a whole, but instead ran out in small groups.
Only half of the people have evacuated so far, and most people are still trapped in the trenches fighting with the Southern Army. If they cannot evacuate, I don't know how many more people will be lost.
But if you want them to withdraw, you have to send more reinforcements and fill them into this bottomless cave.
In order to save people, more people have to be sent in, and in order to get more people to evacuate, more and more people have to be sent in - this completely becomes an endless cycle.
Hassell was circling anxiously in his command post, pulling his hair fiercely, and loudly asking the staff officers around him: "What should we do? What should we do? Who can tell me, what should we do now?"
Originally, he had always been boasting, treating the world as nothing, thinking that he could defeat Hadou with just his mouth. The staff officers who conquered the world all looked at each other in silence and said nothing.
They don't know what to do either.
In fact, due to the obstruction of the trenches, they could not even find the troops they sent out, let alone the location of the remaining New Army soldiers on the battlefield, and they did not know how to go this way.
Because of this rare opportunity to observe actual combat, Lord Luo specially organized a tourist group with his officers...well, formed a battlefield observation officer group to observe the battle behind the new army.
In addition, a large number of officers who were not on duty also came over to watch the fun. Some brats gave full play to their unchangeable personality and even secretly placed bets.
Lord Luo turned a blind eye to all their actions.
After all, in the military, it is extremely difficult to cultivate an excellent officer and a high-quality commander. As long as they are willing to actively study and work hard to climb up, Lord Luo is extremely tolerant of them all and even teaches them carefully.
But at this time, these elites in the army could only scratch their heads when they saw the situation on the battlefield, unable to think of any immediate way to break this formation.
Listening to the shouts of death and screams in the distance, Lorraine couldn't help but sigh, and sighed in his heart: Underestimating the enemy, too underestimated the enemy, these guys, their brains got hot, and they rushed straight up.
***, you should at least explore the map and understand the situation~!
Over the past few days, the Almohad Forces have followed the peacekeeping forces and moved from victory to victory.
In front of them, the Southern Army, which had fought against the New Army, was invincible and fled all the way.
Over time, those powerful Southern troops became cowardly and incompetent third-rate troops in their eyes.
They did not notice, or noticed, but deliberately downplayed one thing because of the official propaganda - in fact, most of these battles were fought by peacekeeping forces and had little to do with their new army.
Under such circumstances, the New Army only saw their victories one after another. Every day they advanced hundreds of kilometers and regained such and such strategic points, allowing my glorious Royal Lion Flag to return to the great southern land.
Flying high on the ground.
Queen Isabella was also very happy, and the royal commendations came one after another, like snowflakes.
Under such encouragement, these bastards naturally became more and more powerful, acting recklessly and extremely arrogantly in the southern land. They did not take anyone seriously at all.
Even in private, there is a vivid metaphor for Laohe's troops as "mercenary fools without money".
With such a large group of arrogant, complacent, and arrogant bastards, can this amateur army survive?
In a battle like this, the normal approach is to conduct reconnaissance at the beginning when encountering unfamiliar terrain to test the reality. The soldiers sent in must also know how to record the terrain.
Although Hassell is also a veteran on the battlefield, and Lorraine had warned him beforehand, under the deception of those officers, he couldn't wait to throw the main force in, hoping to complete his victory in one battle. Let all the veterans and
Look at the troops, the new army is powerful.
Hassell thought about it: Now the morale of the Southern Army has been greatly reduced, but our fighting spirit is at its peak. Now is a good opportunity to beat the drowned dog.
Although this place is crisscrossed with trenches, the terrain is a bit complicated at best. With the superior strength of the new army, it is not a problem to attack Desai City. Although the casualties may be larger, whether it is Queen Isabella or La
Serge, no one cares.
Unexpectedly, this weird battlefield was even weirder than expected. It was like a giant devouring beast. I filled it with so many people, but I only heard the shouts inside, but didn't even see a splash.
Lorraine looked at the panicked new troops not far away and couldn't help but sigh.
Although the New Army guys are a bunch of stinky bastards who can't win the show, they can't be defeated, at least they can't be defeated now.
Thinking of this, Lorraine immediately turned back and ordered to the artillery liaison officer beside him: "Fire a few shots at the Desai City Wall to give them direction instructions."
Following his order, the cannons that had been staying on the position suddenly roared.
They fired a round of artillery fire at the city gate of Desai City. Although after the cannon bombardment in the past few days, there was basically nothing left there.
Many artillery shells were fired in the open space and did not eliminate many enemies hiding in the trenches. But at least the explosions coming from the direction of Desai City could indicate the direction for the new army on the road in the trenches. As for whether they could
How much they escape is up to them...
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The first attack ended in an anticlimactic manner, which made Hasél lose a lot of face, especially when he lost face in front of the peacekeeping troops, which made Haseél even more angry.
When the troops were almost back, the first thing he did was to call his men together, then he pounded the table and cursed the staff officers who gave him ideas.
After he felt comfortable with the scolding, his general defended in a low voice: "Commander-in-Chief, it's not that our brothers don't work hard, it's because the enemy is too cunning. The terrain is also...it's really painful.
"
As soon as this was said, the generals under Hassel nodded at the same time.
"That's right, Commander-in-Chief, brothers, I tried all my strength, but the trench was broken and I couldn't find the enemy at all."
"Those bastards in the Southern Army are too vicious. They just do their dirty tricks and then run away. Once they run away, they can't be found. How are we going to fight this war?"
"I think the enemy must have a space mage who can move instantly."
Hassell was so angry that his face turned black, he smashed the table and said: "Shut up, I didn't let you come here to give you an excuse. Use your brains and think about how to win this battle."
Why, if the enemy digs a trench and we don't fight, then we might as well just go home and take care of the baby."
Seeing Hassel's anger, the generals all shut up, but although his men didn't say anything, their faces were unconvinced.
In their view, it is not their responsibility that the war ended like this. Besides, everyone has power and background, so why should Hassel train them like his grandchildren.
In terms of family and relationship with the queen, Hassell may not be ranked ahead of them.
"I'll tell you that you're a bastard in front of the queen later!" At least not one person in the big tent thought this way.
Hassel could tell by looking at their faces that they were dissatisfied, and they might be scolding him in their hearts, but he could only curse in his heart: "A bunch of second-generation idiots."
What makes Hassell most frustrated is that he still has no way to deal with these idiots.
Although he is the commander-in-chief of the New Army, in order to prevent the formation of new warlord forces, he does not have the final say on many things in the New Army.
Queen Isabella is firmly in control of the entire new army. Her Majesty the Queen is living a comfortable life now. Of course, she does not want to have Hassel appear over there before Hardou is killed.
The appointment of personnel is completely decided by the queen alone. The generals in the new army are all close associates of Queen Isabella, and they are even directly from the Niodos family. Because of their support, these guys are arrogant and arrogant.
Hassel always feels constrained.
Glancing at the group of guys in front of him, Hassell secretly envied the peacekeeping force. The peacekeeping force was just like Duke Julius and Lorraine, and their generals were obedient.
In a meeting like this, who dares to speak up?
Hassell knew that he still had to rely on them, and he couldn't scold these uncles. He waved his hands, put on a kind expression, and said: "This is the first time we have encountered this situation. It is normal for problems to arise. The key is
The key is to think of solutions.”
Hassel glanced at them and said with a straight face: "I swore an oath in front of the commander-in-chief. I will capture Desai City in three days. If I can't take it, the commander-in-chief will send peacekeeping troops. By then, my military achievements will be over.
We have no share in the new army."
The generals were all awe-inspiring, and the consequences would be too serious. Their men were all waiting to enter the city and make a fortune.
Everyone was silent for a while, and finally began to use their few remaining brains.
"The most important thing is this ditch. I think it would be fine if we could avoid this ditch." someone said.
"Nonsense, of course I know it's a ditch, but how can we avoid it? Those bastards have dug ditches that are thicker than ant holes. If there are so many ditches in our imperial city, they won't be flooded even if it rains."
"Make a mark..."
This idea was rejected instantly. They made a mark so that the Southern Army could erase it.
"Just fill in the ditch."
Everyone thought about it and rejected it. They only had three days and could not fill a wide enough passage.
"I think the enemy must have a space mage who can teleport. Let's ask Her Majesty the Queen to call for a mage."
This time, not only Hasel, but also the guards at the gate despised him.
"Carry up the ladder, lay the planks, and walk from the top. At that time, our archers can condescend to clean the trench.
And no matter how many enemies there are in the trench, as long as our main force approaches Desai City, the enemies will have to return to defense."
After hearing this, everyone nodded. Although the staff officer who came up with the idea looked very wretched, they had to admit that this idea was feasible.
"But where can we find so many wooden boards?"
"It's okay to demolish the camp or ask the peacekeeping troops."
"If it doesn't work, send troops down and ask them to wander around the countryside and ask the local people to borrow their wooden boards or something."
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other and smile. They all knew the character of the gang of bastards below. The so-called "borrowing" was just a nice way of saying "rob".
But... who cares?
Hassell listened to their chatter and then nodded: These bastards finally seem to be on the right track now.
Then, he waved his hand boldly and said: "Okay, let's do it like this. Let's collect the wood and execute it separately."
After hearing this, all the generals immediately beat their hands on their chests, stamped their feet heavily, and then dispersed.
Although the morning attack failed, the new army was not depressed by the setback. On the contrary, their morale was already high.
After the order was issued, tens of thousands of people from all over the New Army devoted themselves to vigorously collecting materials.
At this time, the enemy's garrison's cleverness was revealed. The nearby trees had been cut down, causing great trouble for the collection of new troops.
Helplessly, Hassel could only launch another attack on Desai City before preparations were sufficient.
But they encountered setbacks again, because the enemy would always appear from behind inexplicably, and the new army's wooden planks were less than half-way up, and the materials were not enough. Every time this time, the enemy would set fire to the wood.
.causing him to greatly lose a batch of supplies that he had saved so easily.
As a result, Hassel once again ended the battle gloomily. He also saw that there were too many secrets hidden in this trench formation that were detrimental to them.
The Southern Army did not fight tough battles and relied on trenches to deal with him. It could not penetrate the city without breaking the enemy's trench system.
Hassell began to seriously consider whether to fill the trench directly. Although it was time-consuming, it was foolproof.
The night after the battle was extremely quiet, and the battlefield that had been bustling all day became deserted.
The lights were still brightly lit near the big tent of the peacekeeping force camp. It often stayed on until dawn.
The soldiers of the peacekeeping force all know that this is their deputy commander-in-chief working for the war. There, there is a figure who shoulders the trust of 600,000 soldiers and the people of the entire continent. For the sake of peace and justice, he works selflessly all night long.
Work……
Of course, this is a cliché that appears in official newspapers.
Actually...
"It's my turn, it's my turn." Lorraine rubbed her chin with a smile, and glanced at Vera up and down with malicious eyes, always pausing for more time when passing by Vera's full and bulging chest.
It would be best if Lorraine stared at Vera's smooth and white forehead and said, "Where should I stick it?"
At this time, Vera had a few notes stuck on her rosy little face, while Lorraine had even more notes stuck on her face.
Vera shook her head and said softly: "No~! Young master, you are cheating."
Lorraine said: "Why did I cheat?"
Vera snorted and said, "You don't even look at the cards."
Lorraine held a piece of paper, sweetened it with her tongue, then pressed it on Vera's forehead and said with a smile: "Take me as a fool, you will know it as soon as I look at the cards."
Vera pouted her lips slightly and said, "No, let's try another method."
Lorraine chuckled and said, "If I win, you kiss me. If you win, I'll kiss you."
Vera's face turned slightly red and she said coquettishly: "No, I won't be fooled by the young master."
At this time, a clear voice came from outside the door, saying: "Report."
Lorraine's happy mood was instantly interrupted by this sound. Vera covered her mouth and chuckled, then pecked Lorraine on the face, stood up and walked to the back room.
Lorraine curled her lips helplessly and said angrily: "Come in."
A man in civilian clothes walked in. When he saw Lorraine, he immediately raised his hands and saluted, saying: "Greetings, sir."
"It's Gerardo," Lorraine quietly swept the playing cards on the table into the file box, pulled a chair and placed it in front of Gerardo, and said, "Sit down."
Gerardor stared straight ahead, pretending not to see Lorraine's movements, but smelling the faint fragrance of roses in the air, Gerardor also knew that this man was playing with his sweetheart just now.
game.
"Thank you, sir." Gerardor pulled up a chair and sat down. Lorraine handed him a glass of wine and said, "Moisten your throat first, and we'll talk later."
In the peacekeeping force, not many people can receive such treatment, but Gerardor is one of Lorraine's adjutants and a close confidant of Lorraine. He was sent by Lorraine to negotiate with the southerners.
Gerardor drank the wine in the glass in one breath and exhaled slowly.
Lorraine sat opposite him and asked with concern: "Is there any progress today? Are they still stubborn and won't let go?"
Gerardor shook his head and said: "The conditions are still about the same. I really don't know where their confidence comes from, but there is some progress today."
"Huh?" Lorraine said in surprise: "So fast?"
Gerardor smiled mysteriously and said: "They said that in order to show their sincerity, they would give you, the Marshal, a priceless and mysterious gift."