I will be crowned king

The moment the gunfire rang out, the confident cavalry leader did not make any evasive movements and continued to gallop without noticing anything.

It wasn't until the cavalryman beside him turned his head inadvertently, and the frightened expression on his face made him realize something was wrong... Even though he didn't remove it, the effect of the storm wall seemed to have completely disappeared.

Then, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling on his forehead for some reason... The cavalry commander finally reacted and touched it. When he lowered his head, he saw that his palm was already covered in blood.

Sigh... It's hard, could it be said that I was... hit by that girl?

The confused cavalry leader's eyes suddenly turned black, and his consciousness began to gradually separate from his body. He rolled down from his horse without any reaction and fell into the billowing smoke.

In the guard line, the girl who was half-kneeling on the ground looked back at Anson and whistled proudly: "Well, isn't Lisa very powerful?"

Anson, who remained silent, wordlessly stretched out a thumb above her head.

Awesome, just crazy awesome.

Although nominally this steam gun specially equipped for the Judgment Knights can hit a blow similar to that of a solid bullet from an eight-pound cannon, it is really only theoretical, and the user needs to be a talented person; a girl can Using ordinary lead bullets to seize the weak point of the gifted person's ability from one kilometer away and successfully penetrate it, and kill him with one shot, it is no exaggeration to describe it as "terrifying".

On the other hand, the soldiers in the guard company looked calm and not shocked... Mainly because those who are still standing here alive have basically been frightened countless times by the girl's superhuman actions and are completely numb; they still have the emotion of "surprise". And those who can't keep up with her speed and commands have long been passively eliminated in previous battles.

Lisa, who was praised, had a happy smile on her face, but she pretended not to care: "Humph...doesn't this feel awesome? Lisa hasn't shown her true strength yet."

"Watch, these bad guys will all fall under the gun of Chief Sheriff Lisa and accept the punishment of justice!"

Anson, who was still smiling, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

I don’t know why, but recently the girl has begun to show interest in dressing more than food. She also likes to speak in a pretending to be deep and mature tone - of course it should be the maturity in her eyes. In Anson's opinion, it was as embarrassing as a chuunibyou.

Combined with the change in interests and hobbies, Anson could only make a guess that didn't sound reliable... Could it be possible that the girl was starting to grow up?

Lisa also grew up one day. This kind of thing is really ridiculous. Just thinking about it makes me feel unbelievably ridiculous... Anson, who was complaining in his heart, pulled the bolt of the gun and gave the order while aiming at the opposite side:

"Everyone has it - eight hundred meters, ready to fire freely!"

The skilful soldiers of the Guard Company raised their weapons and aimed at their respective targets almost as soon as the order ended. Their actions and mentality were not affected by the surrounding situation at all.

"The regiment, the regiment leader was killed!"

Shouts of panic rang out from the cavalry queue. The originally neat queue suddenly became extremely messy. Some people even turned their horses' heads directly, being so frightened that they had the idea of ​​​​escape.

This is not because the cavalry are not brave or have low morale, it is because the scene in front of them is too shocking... No one knows what happened, and the regiment leader died inexplicably under the gunfire from the opposite side. Even these experienced soldiers, In the eyes of elites who have experienced countless lives and deaths, it is too exaggerated.

Faced with the enemy's sudden commotion, the guard company parked on the spot seemed extremely calm and continued to spread out a two-row wide shooting line in an orderly manner. The soldiers in the front row even half-kneeled and fired as soon as they took their position. Hesitantly and indifferently, he seemed not to think that the cavalry in front of him could engulf them in an instant.

The next second, the answer was revealed: the deafening muffled thunder sounded again from the western highlands. The cavalry were surprised to find that this time the piercing whistling sound did not pass overhead, but came directly towards them.

"Boom-boom-boom-!!!"

Deafening sounds were accompanied by volleys of fire exploding in the ranks of the cavalry. Countless limbs were broken, and bloody pieces of flesh were sprayed amidst the screams of the soldiers and the neighing of the horses; it was easy to trample the phalanx. , the cavalry who broke through the defense line were ravaged and slaughtered by artillery fire like toys.

If you are an experienced officer, you will order the cavalry to spread out and move through the bombing zone as quickly as possible - the fast-moving targets will make the artillery busy adjusting, and the forts on the highlands will gain range due to angle issues. While the field of vision is enhanced, there will often be a large blind spot, plus the interval between shots. As long as you break through at full speed, you can use the cavalry's saber to destroy the enemy's cannon.

But the premise of all this is that they still have command.

The unexpected death of the regiment leader caused the cavalry to fall into a temporary panic and they were unable to act in a unified manner. In addition, in order to maintain the effect of the high storm wall, the cavalry regiment leader also specially kept the queue very close... Thousands of cavalry directly Became a living target under the muzzle.

The still orderly guard company was stuck outside the shelling range, and continued to shoot freely at the figures whining in the artillery fire, quickly harvesting those figures that still did not turn around and escape, or came close to the line.

The expressionless Anson stood in the second row of the line, methodically pulling open the magazine, loading ammunition, locking the gun, and firing; even if he did not open the field, his control over himself, which had reached the level of a blasphemous mage, was already The limit of flesh and blood, the control of distance goes beyond the level of "perception" of the five senses, reaching an almost instinctive level.

The lead bullet coming out of the barrel, the fast-moving enemy, the angle of the armor, the dodge position... He can even turn the matter of "shooting and hitting the target" into a tacit understanding between the two parties, as if there is no aiming, but the enemy's initiative Got hit.

This is the strength of the blasphemous mage, this is the qualitative change brought about by evolution... Even if magic is not used, ordinary people and even low-level talents can no longer defeat themselves; the gap between the two sides does not even lie in strength, but in " completely different at the species level.

At the same time, relying on the steam gun's terrifying rate of fire of thirty rounds per minute, "Grand Sheriff" Lisa alone fired out more than half of the company's firepower, and her shooting efficiency even surpassed Anson's.

The rest of the guards company soldiers also performed smoothly at a level slightly higher than that of ordinary skirmishers, with breech-loading rifles capable of ten rounds per minute; they either concentrated fire on enemies trying to approach the guard company, or fired randomly to hunt down fallen enemies. Shan deserters...with a tacit understanding, deliberately indulged the enemies who were panicked and stayed in place during the bombardment.

The imperial cavalry, known for its elite excellence, completely lost its original agility, high speed and flexibility in the face of sudden attacks. It became stiffer and slower than the infantry forming the square formation, appearing dull and clumsy.

Two minutes later, the choking smoke finally began to dissipate, and the bullet marks that streaked across the sky began to ravage the elite jihadists still lingering in Straw Town.

The cavalry who finally got their chance did not choose to attack the sparse guard company on the opposite side, which seemed to be able to be dealt with by a single charge. Instead, they made a decisive U-turn and tried to escape to the north of Daocao Town.

After all, I have hit a hard nut once, and no matter how hard I understand what happened, I will not be stupid enough to continue to pretend to be stubborn and fight for the credit regardless of life and death; as for the order... The commander of the regiment only said that the artillery fort should cease fire, but there was no When it comes to how long the ceasefire lasts, the few minutes just now should be enough, right?

Moreover, the legion commander also said not to attack by force, but to deter harassment; since the enemy sent reinforcements, he also fought head-on with the reinforcements - unilaterally - and suffered a lot of casualties. It can't be said that he was afraid of the battle and fled, right?

Guided by this self-deceptive heroic and fearless spirit, the cavalrymen fled north collectively, trying to join the main force as soon as possible and completely get rid of the nightmare of being blasted into the sky by the enemy's intensive artillery fire.

It's a pity that they forgot one thing, that is, it is not only the guard companies and artillery positions that need to be rid of, but also the Fifth Infantry Regiment that is guarding the west gate.

At the moment he was aware of the artillery attack, Julien, who had just suffered a slight setback, immediately ordered the entire regiment to move north, abandoning the safe hollow square formation, and instead expanded into a three-column and two-row line to ensure maximum firepower. coverage.

There is only one purpose, to drag the enemy's last mobile force to the west side of the battlefield at all costs.

"The enemy's main force has been divided and surrounded by Lord Anson Bach's plan. The only thing that can turn the tide of the battle is this fast-moving cavalry unit; as long as they are dragged here, the enemy can be forced to abandon the siege position and be forced to flee. Strawtown is surrounded by our army in the middle of an open battlefield with no cover!"

Amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves, Julien, who had his back to the enemy, looked excitedly at the soldiers who looked pale but still obeyed his orders: "Ten thousand surrounded by twenty thousand, this is even if Clovis has hundreds of years of history." Zhongdu’s unprecedented initiative will now be realized in our hands!”

“Therefore, all of you who are fighting side by side with me, please hold the bayonets in your hands, load all the weapons, and use the courage in your chest to tell the enemy that they may have differences in strength and status, but you have the courage to fight head-on and never retreat... "

"Clovis's infantry is by no means inferior to the Empire's cavalry!"

Blushing, Julien turned around suddenly, raised his gun and stood at the front of the queue: "Follow my order - fire!"

The thick smoke obscured the dazzling gunfire, causing the retreating cavalry to run into the line of the Fifth Infantry Regiment, and the two sides strangled together almost without reservation.

The deserters who desperately want to escape and the former conscripts who have just been frustrated and are eager to regain their place. The strength of the two sides is almost the same at this moment, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Until the whole team of guards was completed again, they caught up slowly and struck the last note with a slogan that was familiar to everyone in the Storm Legion:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

At the same time, the east side of the battlefield in Daocao Town was also quietly changing.

With the issuance of the order for the general attack by Borre Levent, the right wing of the Jihadi Army, which had received no reinforcements, was finally forced to abandon its position and had to accelerate towards the rapidly advancing large forces. Leo, the commander of the Fourth Infantry Regiment who seized the opportunity, led a company of commandos and continued his "myth of immortality."

Snipers lurking in tunnels, ignited gunpowder barrels, undetonated landmines, pits full of barbs... Crisis that would have killed a normal person more than a dozen times, but he managed to escape without even a scratch on his body. No scratches were left.

Of course, the commandos who followed him in the charge were even more miserable. They almost demonstrated all the situations in which Leo might be killed... The trap took effect just after he passed by, and the explosion passed him across the tunnel, aiming at The sniper who had been waiting for a long time just slipped and hit the unlucky guy behind him...

But they are not the only troops advancing rapidly.

On the east side, two thousand shooters had penetrated the defense lines of a small number of artillery and line infantry organizations, and successfully broke into the rear of the siege position, leaving only one step away from the headquarters of the Borre Corps.

To the south, the 3rd Infantry Regiment, which was still holding back the main force of the Jihadist Army, took the initiative to break away from the enemy. Under the leadership of Norton Crosser, it bypassed the front of Beaure Levent and attacked the left flank of the already extremely empty siege position. ——The two sides completed the exchange of positions during the battle.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't waste time!"

In the chaotic siege position, Leo, who had his back against the corner of the trench, was dodging stray bullets coming from his side while complaining to the panting soldiers who were coming up from behind: "That bastard Norton, and Fabian's family." Relatives...called Joseph or something, each one is better than the other!"

"The Shooting Corps has broken through the artillery position, and is only a few hundred meters away from the headquarters. When I just stepped forward to observe, I saw a few skirmishers from the Storm Corps. They got lost and were killing in the trenches... The habit of shooting first and aiming first. Definitely from the 3rd Infantry Regiment! Hurry up, we will be robbed of our first victory if we delay any longer!"

Before he finished speaking, a rapid round of shots came from behind. The screaming lead bullets filled the trench with dust, and the lingering smoke was suffocating.

The soldiers who hurriedly followed up slowly squatted at the exit of the tunnel and looked at their leader with complaints on their faces - this man seemed completely unaware of the bad luck that was clinging to his body, and did not notice at all how many of them were there. Because I was too close to him, I unfortunately encountered great misfortune.

"You, you guys... what are your expressions?"

Looking at the soldiers who didn't dare to step forward, Leo couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Okay, okay...who, hand me the rifle, and I will break through this gap, that's alright, right?!"

Seeing that the regiment leader was already working hard to such an extent, the soldiers did not dare to delay any longer. They cautiously approached and handed over the rifle with loaded ammunition. As a result, the soldier who handed the gun was hit by a stray bullet that came from nowhere just as he appeared. arm, screaming and falling to the ground.

Catching the rifle at the last second, Leo turned the muzzle of the gun, stretched out half of his body, and fired decisively without even taking aim. The figure at the end of the trench fell down.

Also falling down was another unlucky guy who was so surprised that he stood up when he saw the leader hit his target.

At 15:30, the 4th Infantry Regiment with a heavy heart took the lead in breaking through the blockade of the Borre Corps and taking the siege position.