Chapter five hundred and seventy first encounter the enemy
Soon, the British army rushed to a place less than fifty meters away from the French army. At this moment, some French soldiers who had exhausted ammunition also installed bayonets under the command of the officers.
"Get the bayonet and rush!"
Mirell, standing on the front line, yelled at the soldiers beside him.
The French soldiers who had installed bayonets rushed out of the trenches and rushed towards the British not far away when the British were a few steps away.
But in the blink of an eye, the two armies collided fiercely. A fierce spark was created between the British army in red uniforms and the French army in blue uniforms. At this moment, blood became the main theme of the entire battlefield.
"Order the cavalry to launch and let them charge towards the enemy's left wing!"
Brooke said to the messenger beside him, and then the British cavalry, which were originally scattered on both sides of the army, gathered on the right wing of the British army and rushed towards the defense line of the French Mirell.
This situation was soon captured by Hagen.
"Let the cavalry troops resist the British cavalry! At the same time, order the 19th Regiment to reinforce Mirell's troops immediately, and must repel the enemy's infantry attack before the British cavalry arrives!"
A sound of horns sounded behind the French army. When he heard the sound of horns coming from behind, Mirell, who was confronting two British soldiers, smiled on his face.
"Brothers, please hold on! Our reinforcements are here!"
Roaring, taking advantage of this momentum, Mirell raised his sabre and attacked a British soldier directly in front of him. Although the two British soldiers in front of Mirell couldn't understand what Mirell was saying, after seeing Mirell roar, the morale of the French army around her suddenly rose for a quarter. After looking at each other, the two rushed towards Mirell with bayonets.
Seeing two British soldiers rushing towards him, Mirell tilted backwards to avoid a bayonet stabbed by a British soldier, then waved the saber in his hand to block the other bayonet. After dodging two strikes, Mirell slid forward and stabbed the saber in his hand directly into the chest of one of the British soldiers. Unpredictable, the British soldier was stabbed directly.
Just as Mirell pulled out the bayonet and was about to continue his efforts, he heard a huge sound of horse hooves on the battlefield. The sound of horse hooves shook the entire battlefield. A large number of British cavalry rushed towards the left wing of the French army.
"Damn. What the hell is Hawke doing! Didn't I let him block the British cavalry!"
"God of General, there are too many British cavalry, and Lieutenant Colonel Hawke can't stop it!"
Although Hagen was furious at this moment, the staff officer next to him still had to bite the bullet and explain for the Lieutenant Colonel Hawke.
"Hurry up, order the reserve team to go to the left wing immediately, and you must not be broken through there!"
If there is a place on the entire front that worries Hagen the most, then it is undoubtedly the left-wing defense line under Mirell's troops.
The left wing of the French army where Mirell is located is the highest area with the terrain of the entire battlefield. It is a slightly undulating hill on a plain. This hill can be said to be the commanding height of the entire battlefield and is also the main position of the French artillery. Once the left wing is lost, the British can sweep down. At that time, facing the rest of the French defense lines with a slightly lower terrain, the British will have an advantage.
As soon as Brooke arrived at the battlefield, he saw the importance of the French left wing's position to the entire battlefield, so he also deployed heavy troops in a tit-for-tat position. The six thousand British soldiers and the two thousand reserve teams followed were the heavy gifts Brooke prepared for the French left wing troops.
"Order the right wing reserve team to join the battle, and at the same time, order the cavalry troops to rush forward to me in one go!"
Seeing that the situation of the battle was tilted in a favorable direction, Brooke smiled and issued an order again. The issuance of this order further deteriorated the situation on the French left wing.
"Draw troops immediately to rescue the left wing!"
"But general, once the army is drawn, it will inevitably cause turmoil on other fronts. Once the right wing and the middle wing are broken by the British army, our rear wing may be blocked!"
Hearing that Hagen was going to draw troops from other defense lines, his staff immediately opposed it.
The French defense line was exactly a diagonal line, and the right side of the diagonal line blocked the road from Recht to Nicost, while the left wing was located on the other side, forming an angle with the road. In this way, once the right wing was broken by the British, the situation on the battlefield showed that the British half-encircled the French army. Once this pattern was formed, it would be very difficult for Hagen to retreat.
"I ask you to transfer it, and you can transfer it! Is there any news about the messenger sent to chase General Mana before?"
Hagen roared at the staff officer beside him in a furious manner. Seeing the ferocious expression on Hagen's face, the staff officer's neck shrank and stopped making a sound.
Later, the French army devoted all their reserves to the left wing, and at the same time, the French army's right wing and central army also drew more than a thousand people to form reinforcements to support the left wing.
The British cavalry stirred up the situation on the entire left wing. Although the French army once again invested reinforcements to the left wing battlefield, the British army had already gained the advantage. The addition of these reinforcements did not give the French army the initiative on the battlefield again.
Just when Hagen drew up troops and sent all reserves to reinforce the left wing, British commander Brooke's eyes lit up.
"People come, put all the reserves on the left wing, and attack the French troops there, and be sure to break the enemy's defense line!"
With a whistle, the British reserve team rushed out from behind and rushed directly to the French right wing.
"Oops!"
Hagen's face changed, but then Hagen gritted his teeth and shouted at the staff and guard soldiers beside him:
"Everyone immediately took up his weapons and followed me to the right wing!"
Hagen was left with more than a hundred guards and dozens of civilian personnel, but at this time, no one said anything more and took up weapons and followed Hagen toward the French right wing position.
Just as Hagen was about to sacrifice his life, he saw a large amount of smoke suddenly appearing on the road behind the French army. Seeing this situation, Hagen's face immediately became ecstatic.
"Hurry up, go and pass the orders, and let reinforcements immediately support our right wing, and at the same time, order the entire army to defend. Our reinforcements are here!"
The smoke and dust on the road attracted Brooke's attention, but he was not prepared to give up at this time. For Brooke, the more reinforcements from the French army came, the better, because the main force of the British army was not far from Beverren, and the messengers of the main force of the central army had even arrived in Brooke's army.
"The British Empire will never fail. Now it is time to make those Frenchmen pay the price. Even if the French reinforcements arrive, it will not change the situation. Our main force will be able to come in two hours and let everyone hold on!"
The Battle of Beverlen ended with a small victory of the British army. Although in the later stage of the battle, a division of French infantry arrived at the battlefield, the main force of the British central army also arrived at the battlefield. After the main force of the British central army arrived, the French, who saw that the situation was not good, had to fight and retreat, and the hills that were repeatedly fought for by both sides were helplessly abandoned.
....................................
After a day and night marching, 20,000 Austrian cavalry had arrived at the Zaberi area. After arriving at Zaberi, 20,000 cavalry had to temporarily stop and rest. After a period of rest, the 20,000 cavalry changed direction and immediately lurked towards the west of Bratna.
Since discovering that the Austrian cavalry had stopped on the battlefield, Marshal Dessau of Bratner immediately issued a strict military order to the Prussian army on the whole line. At the same time, the Prussian army also strengthened the frequency of connection between the various defense lines, but even so, Dessau still had some concerns in his heart.
Standing on the top of the mountain, William was in a very good mood. You should know that since he arrived at the front line, although William seemed to be the commander of the entire Prussian army, William did not take over the power due to his trust in Marshal Dessau and his professionalism, which also made William seem a little boring in the military camp.
In this world without internet, William's favorite sport is hunting besides polo, after all, this is one of the few sports of this era.
In a while, William and his group hunted two deer and three hares. You know, it is winter now, and the results are already good.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late now. Do you think we're going back here?"
Hearing Buelle's words, William looked up at the weather. The white Japanese in winter seemed a little short. In addition, William and others had already run a long distance, so it was almost time to go back at this time.
Of course William would not think so. You should know that William is rare to come out. After all, even in Bratner City, the whole table is still filled with the matter he has to deal with.
"Buel, it's rare to have this loophole today. We're also replenishing supplies now, so we'd better go back later!"
After saying that, William kicked his horse, and the horse carried William to continue to rush into the woods. Seeing William continue to move into the woods, Buel had no choice but to call the guards to follow William's footsteps helplessly.
A group of more than thirty people came to a hill, and under the hill was a small lake. The dusk sunset reflected on the lake made people feel a sense of tranquility and peace. At this moment, everyone in William and his party couldn't bear to break this beauty.
But at this moment, I saw that Buel's face suddenly became a little wrong. Soon Buel raised the telescope in his hand. As Buel moved, William's ears obviously heard in this world that there was obviously another sound in addition to the breeze blowing through the woods.
"Your Majesty, let's go quickly, there are enemies!"
In order not to cause fear, after putting down the telescope, Buel immediately put his arms around William's ear and whispered. After Buel finished speaking, William's expression also changed.