I will be crowned king

In the original plan, Anson planned to "reuse" the previous plan to defeat Bernard Morweis, but this time the identity was reversed, with Ludwig playing his original role.

First, let Louis lead the Sailing City militia to take the initiative, trick Ludwig's left wing into breaking away from the main force, and cooperate with the Storm Legion on the rear to annihilate and strangle them, reversing the balance of strength between the two sides in one breath, and paving the way for the next negotiation table to gain the initiative.

Of course, with Ludwig's character, Anson also considered the possibility that the opponent would not be fooled, so he could only personally lead the two regiments of the Storm Legion to advance from the center. At the same time, the Eastern Front Shooting Army continued to maintain its line and prepared for an oblique attack. In a posture of using himself as bait to pull Ludwig away, he threw the main elite into the Western Front battlefield.

After that, you can repeat the previous actions and drag the enemy into the encirclement net through continuous retreat. The east and west fronts of the Holy War Legion that are forced to invest the main force in "oblique attack" will inevitably be disconnected; if not, that is the time for Lisa and the guard company to appear. .

In fact, it is still not safe at this point. After all, Ludwig's meaning cannot be ruled out. It is meaningless to use all the trump cards, not only to determine the outcome, but also to decide life and death with oneself. If the main elite resolutely breaks through, the strength of the troops will be almost equal. You can't stop them.

Alexei Dukaski...he is the last line of insurance. Whether he can break through the blockades in the shortest time and allow Roman to reach Ludwig's headquarters will directly determine how this war ends.

And this is still not the full picture of the plan. Various plans are already familiar to the bottom of his heart. No matter how corrupt the situation is, Anson is sure to get it back on track; revision and reversal are the power of the "law of planning". ,

But after all calculations, I never expected that the Clovis army on the opposite side could be so intimidated. Facing thousands of poorly equipped militiamen, they could stay away and not dare to engage in a head-on battle.

It’s not that they weren’t fooled, or that they were trying in a roundabout way, they… they simply ran away!

Even the first element was not established, and the whole plan naturally fell apart; Anson, who was so angry that he wanted to curse, could only start over and simply press the entire line, forcing Ludwig to fight.

The sailing city militiamen on the western front approached, and the shooting army column on the eastern front attacked, followed by the Storm Legion, which was responsible for supervising the battle and serving as a reserve force. Not a single shell was left behind, all the artillery shells were fired, and the entire position was cleared.

I've done the stud, you can do whatever you want!

This is Anson's last temptation... If Ludwig still refuses to fight, or he has ulterior motives, trying to "seduce" himself out of this desperate situation, he will use mobile warfare to defeat his team that has no one in the entire Sailing City colony. The retreating army.

Anson expressed serious doubts about this, mainly because he didn't think Ludwig could have this kind of imagination, rather than his commanding ability - there was no doubt that he was definitely not at this level.

Otherwise, Ludwig simply did not have the ability to control this Holy War Army; in fact, through multiple sources of intelligence and several contacts, Anson could roughly conclude that the Holy War Army on the opposite side should not be Ludwig's cronies, the Southern Legion, but the Southern Legion. It's a makeshift army.

But in any case, temporarily changing the battle plan formulated before the war is ultimately a big gamble; whether he can win the gamble is no longer within his plan.

Because the enemy lost too quickly, the pre-made plan completely collapsed... If Ludwig knew what Anson was thinking at this moment, he would definitely think that this guy was deliberately showing off to him.

But even if he knew it, he didn't have the time to care about it now.

Looking at the almost one-sided battle situation in front of him, the legion commander's expression was extremely ugly, and his bloodshot eyes were almost bleeding.

He finally saw with his own eyes what it meant to "retreat and turn in, as fast as the wind" and "when friendly forces are in trouble, as immovable as a mountain".

On the left wing (western front) of the battlefield, because our side retreated "too promptly", the Yangfan City militiamen could unscrupulously begin to build a defense line under their noses without any worries, trying to gain a foothold.

The right-wing Confederate Army (Shooting Army), aware of the Jihadi Army's "fear of fighting," began to move forward, trying to advance the front to join the left wing.

As for that bastard Storm Legion who was huddled behind the right wing, wearing Clovis uniforms and holding an eleven-star ring flag, Anson Bach's bastard, they had also left their original positions and disappeared without a trace as if they had evaporated.

This is what Ludwig is most worried about. It is not difficult to guess with his toes that the army that can willingly follow the traitor to rebel is definitely his most critical trump card. It can be stabbed out at the moment when he relaxes his vigilance. The deadly sharp knife!

However, at such a critical moment, the commander of the Western Front troops dared to send messengers over, shamelessly asked for reinforcements, and even applied for artillery cover on the grounds that the enemy had already gained a foothold.

This scum who deserves to be shot to death, you have no idea why the enemy was able to gain a firm foothold, do you? !

"Tell him that artillery support will begin in ten minutes. At the same time, I will dispatch an infantry regiment from the central front for reinforcements, but the price is that we must attack in ten minutes and flatten that farm for me!"

No matter how hard he gritted his teeth, Ludwig had to compromise in the face of a corrupt war situation, otherwise the collapse of the Western Front would threaten his flank:

"Half an hour, I only give you half an hour - you won't see the Ring of Order and King Clovis' flag planted on the ruins of the manor before nine o'clock, officers of the battalion and above, and all military law enforcement officers!"

"Yeah...yes!"

The frightened messenger was stunned for several seconds, and then ran away as fast as he could, as if the legion commander was not pointing his angry eyes at his back, but his revolver.

Ten minutes later, the artillery position of the Jihadi Army roared again; six twelve-pounders and twenty six-pounders were transferred to the western front battlefield, and under Ludwig's personal supervision, they fired cross-fire at the location of the farm.

"It's a shelling, take cover quickly! Take cover!"

The deafening loud noise exploded into large clouds of smoke. Although it was still lacking accuracy, after Ludwig personally killed a "ten-year veteran gunner in the mine" and personally operated a twelve-pounder gun, the silent artillerymen Their level immediately improved significantly, and they were finally no longer a pure atmosphere group.

The Yangfan City militiamen who had just gained momentum were suddenly hit hard. Facing the screaming cannonballs, their temporary parapets and the houses made of mud and bricks in the farm were easily torn apart and shattered as if they did not exist. .

Walls collapsed, flesh and blood shattered, and blood-stained shells rolled and bounced among the screaming crowd... The seemingly indestructible defense line suddenly began to waver.

Looking at the bullet marks that penetrated the formation, the soldiers who were pushed down and crushed by the shells in groups, Louis, who stood with the flag, was bleeding in his heart; these people who voluntarily came to follow him and fight for him simply didn't care. He was not considered a soldier, and he had not experienced the most basic training. He did not even know what to do in the face of shelling.

Even though they screamed at the top of their lungs and even sent out messengers to order them to lie down, it was still to no avail; the too tragic scenes and the overwhelming sound had completely overwhelmed the militiamen.

And this wasn't even the end... The young knight subconsciously looked up at the sky. Several cannonballs had already exploded above the farm before they fell. Along with the exploding fireworks, there were the screams of countless fragments and lead bullets tearing the air.

"boom--!!!!"

Almost at the same time that the shelling stopped, an attack bugle sounded from the opposite position; the regrouped Western Front Jihadi Army launched another attack on the farm after receiving the reinforcements they yearned for.

The jihadist army forming an impact column came forward. Four line infantry regiments were arranged in an oblique cone shape, with the company as the basic combat unit. At the same time, there were skirmishers on both sides and in the front. The hussars stabilized the situation in the rear. , once they encounter the enemy head-on, they will launch a detour to the flanks to outflank the lone troops in the surprise attack.

Do you want to retreat?

With this sudden thought, Louis crawled out of the ruins and rescued a few militiamen. He looked at the increasingly approaching Clovis King's flag and subconsciously held his breath.

He is not afraid of sacrifice, but Anson's initial plan seems to be quite different from the current one; if he continues to fight with the enemy, he will most likely be out of touch with the larger army, which will be dangerous.

But if they retreat now, the sailing city militiamen who have finally conquered the farm with great difficulty - this is controversial - are likely to be demoralized, and eventually lure the enemy deep into a full-scale rout, with equally serious consequences.

what to do? !

The young knight hesitated, but only for a moment; because soon he heard the strange, bloodthirsty killing cry behind him.

Following the direction of the sound, the stunned Louis looked at the originally empty eastern front where a dark cloud suddenly appeared, a dark cloud with overwhelming momentum.

"Ugh wow wow wow wow...!!!!"

The shooting army composed of more than 5,000 indigenous people had just crossed half of the battlefield when they brandished the axes behind their rifle butts and launched a full-scale charge towards the jihadist army!

"This...this is too..."

Not only the young knights, but also many sailing city militiamen were stunned and gasped: "Lord Louis, what should we do?!"

what to do?

Although I don’t know why they suddenly launched an all-out attack, but now that they have become what they are now, organizing a retreat on their own would be tantamount to exposing their flanks to the Jihadi Army.

"Anson Bach, I really don't know which of your words are true and which of them are lies just to make others believe you..." Louis murmured in a low voice, picking up the fallen thirteen stars from the rubble. Ring the flag, the blue flag fluttering in the wind in the smoke.

"Sail City...will not retreat!"

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"What's going on? Who asked them to rush forward?!"

Pointing at the shooting army in the distance who had already charged on all fronts, Karl, who was about to burst into tears, cursed loudly: "I'm talking about advancing the front line, advancing the front line! Aren't we going to be a living target by rushing out like this?!"

"Yeah, but what can we do?!"

Faced with the chief of staff's accusation, Joseph, the deputy commander of the shooting corps, seemed even more aggrieved than him: "Do you think that with the intelligence level of these indigenous people, they can execute such complex tactical orders?!"

"Anyway, they are just living targets. It's better to let them rush forward and engage in the battle. If they are lucky enough to break through the shooting boundary, they may be able to have some effect!"

Carl Bain: "..."

Although he was extremely depressed, he actually knew that what Joseph said was correct.

If the shooting army, which has only been trained for a few months, is still a group of new recruits according to the level of Clovis's military system, and they are still inexperienced, they can only fill the front line on the battlefield.

In this case, if they are allowed to take advantage of their physical strength as indigenous people, they might be able to gain a little chance of winning before the enemy reacts.

But can this kind of fighting method, which has no tactics at all and is just random, really succeed?

"Success!"

"Um?!"

The worried Karl was brought back to reality by Joseph's exclamation. He looked at the 11-three-ringed flag waving in the distance and the crowd of people charging towards the shooting army on the opposite side, and his jaw suddenly dropped.

The Jihadists did not attack, the Jihadists did not fire back, the Jihadists... the Jihadists...

The Jihadist Army's front line was overwhelmed!

"What the hell is going on?!"

Under the roar of the mountains and the tsunami that resounded in the sky, Karl, who felt that his brain was about to boil, shouted hoarsely: "Ludwig... was he scared out of his wits? Why did he not even know how to resist when he watched the enemy come up to him? ?!”

The entire battle was completely different from what was planned from the beginning. One accident after another popped up like a groundhog, which completely made the chief of staff lose his mind.

"Probably...it's not that you don't want to, but that you can't, right?" Joseph, who was also shocked and unbelievable, suppressed his wrong guess and said:

"By the way, An...where is the Commander-in-Chief?"

"have no idea!"

Karl said angrily, but there was still a worried expression on his twitching cheeks - although he didn't know why he, an ordinary person, needed to worry about that monster!

"But now that the Shooting Army has broken through the Eastern Front, let's send a signal immediately and let Alexey Dukasky and his 2nd Infantry Regiment start taking action."

"Also! Let the artillery positions move forward and fire at the enemy's exposed artillery positions - the accuracy of the artillery on the opposite side seems to have improved a lot, don't let them get too arrogant!"

Joseph nodded slightly and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly he thought of something and couldn't help but stop and said:

"Do you think... is it possible... that the Second Infantry Regiment has actually been put into action?"

"……What?"

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Jihadi army position, legion headquarters.

Alexey, who was covered in mud and blood, stood panting in front of a map table, staring blankly at the empty tent, then turned to look at the frosty Roman behind him, and cried out his soul in a tone that was about to cry. Like torture:

"Where are the people?!"