I Will Be The Crowned King

Dusk Coast, Reef Town.

On the map of the Republic of Carindia, it is marked as a "port town", but it is actually just a small fishing village where merchant ships or smuggling ships occasionally stop.

Despite its not-so-short coastline, the rugged twilight coast does not have many good harbors, and apart from the port of Carindia, there is not even a second qualified natural deep-water harbor.

This not only created the prosperity of the port of Carindia, but also made the commercial resources of the entire Carindia tilt infinitely to a seaport city; the townspeople of Reef Town face barren land and turbulent sea day after day, Except for the barely hungry fish and shrimps and the occasional sailboat passing by, this blue world has never brought the slightest surprise to their difficult life.

But today... when a group of dark-skinned fishermen were about to go out to sea to fish like in the past, they were all stunned on the pier.

Under the clear sky, a large fleet appeared on the sea level.

Although most of them are ordinary commercial cargo ships, the most "luxurious" is a three-masted cruiser with only more than 20 naval guns... But in the eyes of the fishermen, this is already an unimaginable behemoth.

While they were still amazed, the misty sea level had already lit up a light.

"Boom-!!!!"

With the roar reverberating in the air, the peaceful Reef Town turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

In the face of an unheard of "natural disaster", the terrified townspeople had no room to resist except screaming and fleeing; fishing boats and piers were set ablaze, and houses made of mud and thatched grass vanished...everywhere was burning , mourning could be heard everywhere, and the scorching smell even covered the fishy smell, filling the scalding hot air.

Hundreds of thousands of Imperial Line Privateers began to take the landing boats and rushed to the small fishing village that they had razed to ruins; the final "finishing work" was carried out.

The surviving villagers offered only minimal resistance in the face of the menacing Imperial advance; the battle quickly changed from one-sided slaughter to a hunt by Imperial soldiers for fun.

Twenty minutes later, the Imperial iris flag was erected in the embers of the ruins.

The soldiers who landed began to conduct scavenging and reconnaissance activities around the fishing village in units of companies. The scope of such villages and towns is usually very wide, and the farthest border can often reach the distance of a day for ordinary people to walk on foot.

This is my first battle in Han soil?

Looking at the soldiers on the shore cheering under the flag, Fleet Commander Tashion was extremely depressed.

He has four full-line infantry regiments under his command, including nearly 4,000 sailors in the fleet and dozens of naval guns... The task assigned by the old Kasper to him is to land quickly, and then "cooperate" with the card. The vanguard of the port of Lindia?

what is this? !

As an army general, Tasien, who was driven by ducks and appointed as "fleet commander", was originally full of anger - not that he disliked the navy, but that the navy in this battle had little to gain except for logistics and support. .

Finally, there was a task of landing operations, but he had to give it to the advance army. The commander of the fleet could only take the entire Hantu fleet to a small fishing village to land, and "show off" to a group of fishermen.

So why did you come to Hantu by yourself?

The more depressed Tashien thought about it, he shook his head, threw the monocular in his hand to the adjutant behind him, stood on the deck leaning against the mast, closed his eyes, and waited for the farce to end.

at this time……

"Lord Tashine!"

The adjutant holding the monocular suddenly said, staring at the soldiers dancing under the flag on the shore:

"The logged-in soldiers reported that there were signs of enemy activity nearby... It was the Clovis!"

"Um?!"

Stunned Tashion opened his eyes sharply.

………………

"The location is confirmed, the empire's fleet is ahead."

Raising his hand and piercing the throat of the still screaming Imperial soldier, Fabian, covered in blood, said to Anson Bach: "There are about 4,000 people on the opposite side, eleven commercial cargo ships and a three-masted small cruiser— It happened to be the formation of the 'missing' commercial fleet at Port Carindia."

Behind him, the soldiers of the Grenadier regiment were sweeping the battlefield as fast as they could; all operations were carried out in groups of three: one to pick up the spoils, one to examine the corpses with a bayonet, and one to maintain vigilance; Stay alive.

Although it was an unexpected ambush battle, although the enemy had only one infantry company, Anson still used the entire storm regiment - the skirmish company to ambush, the line private company and grenadier company to encircle and suppress, and the cavalry company directly under the division was responsible for the periphery to ensure Foolproof.

The battle only lasted for ten minutes. In the face of a disparity of more than five to one strength, the knight officers of the empire chose to stand by and wait for help after several unsuccessful breakthroughs, and they still did not collapse under the volley of guns and the bombardment of grenades.

It was not until the knight seemed to want to use the power of his blood to make a comeback, and was decisively ordered by Fabian to focus fire; after the random guns were killed, the remaining imperial soldiers scattered one after another. One fell in a pool of his own blood.

"I said, how did you know the Imperial fleet would land here?"

Karl, holding the monocular, tried to stand up straight and looked at the sea level that might exist in the distance: "There are so many fishing villages in Carindia, why do they have to go ashore here?"

"There are so many fishing villages, but there are not many close to the port of Carindia." Anson hugged his shoulders with a proud expression:

"Controlling a fleet means controlling the right to launch an attack at any time and anywhere along the entire coastline of the vast land."

"If I were the commander of the Empire, I would definitely try to get this force to gain a foothold in our weakest position, cooperate with the defenders of Carindia Harbor, and conquer Green Valley plus a third of Carindia's Territory, open the channel to Aiden!"

"So... it's not so much my guess, it just happened to prove that the commander-in-chief of the opposite empire is not Louis... I mean, a fool who doesn't know how to work around, but a smart man like me!"

Facing Anson's boasting, Carl Bain, who was completely uninterested, silently took out a cigarette case from his arms and stuffed one into his mouth, lit it, and the smell of inferior cigarettes began to drift around.

On August 8th of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, in order to implement the strategic plan of "destroy one by one, surround and destroy" formulated by Anson Bach - of course, in his words, this is just a "suggestion", and the real executor is Leigh Ang's chief of staff, the newly created Hantu Supreme Staff, began to mobilize all the troops and resources at hand to make this brand-new war machine turn.

Of course, there is always a gap that cannot be bridged between ideals and reality; although the machines are new, all the equipment is bought second-hand from the second-hand market; Putting things together and assembling the pieces by yourself, you can only barely make the machine move, and it will not fall apart on the spot.

After countless command chaos and wrangling for the distribution of logistics materials, the exhausted little Leon and the little secretary reluctantly came up with a plan, and let Ansen lead the Storm Division and the coalition forces to set off immediately and rush to the Principality of Aiden to support the front line.

The configuration was still the same as when the Iron Bell Fortress was besieged, with five thousand Thun Corps, eight thousand Aiden Corps plus the Storm Division's own five thousand men, the total force was approaching 20,000.

Because Hantu has been unified, the armies of the various principalities are no longer separated from each other. They are "close as one family". The little secretary in charge of the logistics department is naturally rude. The representative of the family's arms dealer directly took away 20,000 front-loading rifles and 30 artillery pieces and replaced the 20,000 people.

In this way, after removing the reserves, the coalition of 20,000 people can not only ensure that the weapons are basically unified, but the proportion of artillery has once again reached the point where there is one artillery for every 500 people.

Although this level was not as good as the four artillery pieces per thousand people in the Empire, it was twice that of the regular Clovis army who didn't pay attention to artillery, and it was much better than the other stinky fish and rotten shrimp like the Hantu army.

What’s even better is that all the above expenses, including the logistics after that, are all paid for by the vast soil kingdom. This is another reason why Anson insists on establishing a general staff-there is no need to extort and extort the nobles of the vast soil one by one, and there is Claude I. And little Leon did it for him.

After all, in the light and hopeful years of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, kings and lords were the only group of legitimate gangsters and extortionists in the world, much better than thousands of years before - they weren't the only ones back then.

"So what are you going to do?"

Carl flicked the ashtray: "We have more than 20,000 people, but the other side has an entire fleet, and they can run away even if they can't fight—not to mention that there are naval guns on the other side's ship. How many people will die if they attack it frontally?"

"You really deserve to be my chief of staff, you found the key to this battle at a glance!" Anson, who was smiling, gave Carl a thumbs up:

"We've got to take down the fleet they've taken from the Carindians, and at worst burn the boat - otherwise as long as the boat is there, the Imperials will still have the initiative, ready to go at any time. Reinforce the port of Carindia, and attack the hinterland of the Han soil!"

"Can I trouble you not to repeat the same words twice, my deputy commander." Carl rolled his eyes:

"I'm not asking you what to do now, everyone knows this, what I'm asking is how to do it!"

"Simple."

Anson blinked, "Why don't you even understand this expression?": "They can run away when they get on the boat, so why don't we let them get on the boat?"

"Nonsense! Why don't they get on the boat - as long as the 20,000 coalition forces show up, do you think they might not get on the boat and run away?!"

Carl pointed behind him excitedly and said, "Not only did we run away, but our whereabouts were also exposed!"

"Well said!" An Sen nodded again and again, and continued to give him a thumbs up gesture:

"So we can't let them know that our army has a total of 20,000 people - in fact, there are not 20,000, only 18,000."

"My deputy commander, can you stop pretending to be crazy?!"

"I didn't, I think what you said is particularly right, and every sentence is what I want to say." Anson said to Carl sternly, and the sincere expression made the chief of staff deeply suspicious:

"This is my plan, to wipe out the four thousand Imperial soldiers who landed, and then take down the fleet - in order to do this, we must be surprised!"

"But the enemy has discovered us, you don't think they are stupid enough to know anything now?!"

"Yes, they know that we are here, and it is the Clovis people... Then what?" Anson's eyes burned:

"What will they do?"

How to do it... Carl Bain frowned: "Stand in place?"

"I also think so - this army should be here to support the defenders of Carindia Harbor, unless it is sure that it will hit the main enemy force; if it is the same or even twice the strength, if it is me, it will probably be stuck waiting for help. "Anson nodded slightly:

"So we have to tell them a story."

"tell a story?"

"Yes, tell the story of a 'Clovis' army that accidentally bumped into them and encountered them." Anson nodded with a smile:

"And this Clovis army was originally sent to retake the port of Carindia; but because they encountered them, they decided to defeat them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Will your story be too long?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as they believe that the attack is a Clovis army. According to the information obtained by the empire, the Clovis army in Hantu is only a few thousand people at most."

"Can you?" Carl said, "I don't believe it":

"This is nearly 20,000 people. You can believe it. The imperial people on the opposite side are not fools, right?"

"If you do it properly, you will have a chance." The corners of Anson's mouth began to rise:

"Of course, it would be better if it turned into a big collapse in the end - but I have always been humble and won't make too high estimates."

"Humble... okay."

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes again, Carl's cheeks twitched: "Then how do you take down the fleet? There is no port nearby. The fleet's ships are directly parked at sea, and they can run at any time as long as the anchor is lifted!"

"So we have to make sure that the fleet will not leave its own people on the shore and run away as soon as it sees that the situation is wrong." Anson snorted:

"The best way is to let them run away even if they want to."

"How to make sure?"

Carl Bain had question marks all over his head.

An Sen smiled and didn't answer him again, but turned to look at Fabian who was still supervising the cleaning of the battlefield: "How is it, are everything ready?"

"The position has been found - the empire's fleet seems to be very confident, and it feels that there will never be any forces around them that can threaten them. The entire fleet is arranged vertically and is very well positioned."

Fabian nodded, showing a somewhat sinister smile:

"I personally think they'll appreciate your gift."

Gift?

Carl Bain's expression became even more confused.

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