In the Name of the Queen

"The enemy's biggest threat is the artillery position occupying the commanding heights!"

Christine looked at the partial map of the battlefield in front of her and pointed out the key to the problem.

Helenzburg was short of troops, not only losing the surface positions of the inner and outer cities, but also allowing the Kingdom of Oden to occupy Mount Helen to the east of the city.

This mountain is neither high nor low, and the large-caliber heavy artillery installed just covers Helenzburg and the eastern section of the canal.

The main position of the Kingdom of Oden's army relies on Mount Helen and the Gill Canal, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The key to the problem has been grasped, how to solve the problem?

Roland remained silent, and Sif turned her eyes to the window to look at the scenery.

Christine looked at Sif's indifferent look, and was somewhat annoyed. Fortunately, she never expected Sif to be useful except for charging in person.

Her fingertips tapped the map rhythmically, and her thoughts flew to the front line dozens of kilometers away.

The carriage window was lifted up, and the scenery along the way was beautiful, but she had no intention of watching it at all.

It is not difficult to win this battle, but it is difficult to surround and annihilate them.

She owes Roland a big favor, and if she doesn't pay it back, she will always have a knot in her heart, which will hinder her path to becoming a strong man.

She can repay this favor by annihilating the Oden Kingdom Army at a relatively low cost.

But Roland and Sif have reasons not to give up Helensburg, which makes the possibility of completing the task at a low cost disappear, and the difficulty of solving the problem rises sharply.

This is also good, if it is too simple, she can't show her ability.

Christine retracted her mind and focused her eyes on Mount Helen.

This not-so-high mountain is backed by the canal and faces the plain. The front slope is relatively gentle, but there are a large number of troops stationed. It is definitely not possible to attack the artillery position head-on with the army and artillery fire.

You can only go ashore from the canal and attack from behind.

After thinking about it, Christine can only come up with one way.

"Attack the outer positions first, mobilize the enemy, and then let the siren sneak attack Mount Helen at night."

Sif bit her lip and endured for a long time, but couldn't help reminding: "But the siren can't climb the mountain."

"It doesn't matter, just let the people on the mountain come down."

Christine pointed her finger at a certain point on the map and said in a deep voice:

"The breakthrough point is here. The siren will lure the garrison on the shore, and the temple warriors will take the opportunity to climb Mount Helen and quickly destroy the enemy's cannons."

"The only thing to worry about is that the enemy will deploy several super strong men here. If the old governor is here, it will be troublesome."

The old governor Christine is talking about is Shank Oden, a distant branch of the Oden royal family. He is not a typical northern berserker, but takes another path.

It is said that he has the blood of ancient giants in his body, is nearly three meters tall, weighs hundreds of kilograms, can tear lions, tigers and even brown bears with his bare hands, and has also hunted three small whales with his bare hands in the sea.

There is also a rare super demonized giant lizard on his hunting list, so he shamelessly calls himself a [Dragon Hunter].

As we all know, the real descendants of dinosaurs in this era are birds, and those that look like evil dragons are lizards, not dragons. The title of Dragon Hunter is very watery.

Although it is very watery, his strength is unquestionable.

To deal with him, only Master Anthony can take action.

Anthony agreed to take action, but he did not intend to take action immediately.

If the old commander appeared, he would secretly deter Shank and force him to retreat. If Shank took action regardless of the consequences, he also planned to let Roland and others go first, and then he would go if he could not withstand it.

Roland knew that this was to let them use Shank as a target to practice.

Although Shank is very strong, with Anthony's protection, the overall risk is controllable.

Christine certainly knew this.

Since Anthony was going, she simply arranged Lisa in the battle to destroy the artillery position.

Only Sif was excluded.

Despite Sif's repeated protests, Christine refused.

"You are the queen. If you die, the war will end. I can't take the risk."

Christine's reason was supported by Roland. Sif was arranged to stay behind to accompany Christine.

Sif was very dissatisfied, but she had to accept the arrangement.

Christine was right. She could go out in person, but guns and cannons were blind. Although musket bullets could not kill her, large-caliber shells could send her to death.

She could dodge swords and arrows, and could withstand musket bullets, but she was not invincible.

Even if the shells were not so crooked, if the old warlord decided to take her with him when he was dying, she might die.

Although Shank was very weak among the seven strong men, he was as strong as a god of war in front of the eight "weak men".

Christine did not expect the commandos to take the artillery position and hold it. Her request was to destroy the artillery of the Oden people.

As long as the enemy's large-caliber artillery is destroyed, it will lose its firepower advantage before repair.

The small cannons that the new army has just equipped can be used. Small cannons are also cannons. A 6-pound shell hits the body and still goes to the underworld without a sound.

The firepower is fair or even superior. Next is Christine's time.

As night fell, the army found a place to camp, and the carriage slowly stopped.

Sif left the camp alone, found a quiet place, and looked up at the stars.

She was waiting for someone.

She didn't wait too long, and Roland's figure soon appeared.

"Why, are you still angry about my suggestion?" Roland's gentle voice came from behind.

"If I don't even have the ability to face Shank, how can I face Sophia?" Sif asked softly.

She turned around slowly, her face calm.

She didn't scream hysterically, didn't complain angrily, just spoke calmly.

"We don't have time."

Roland and Sif looked at each other for a second and changed their minds.

"Well, let's fight side by side."

Sif was right.

If you are afraid of danger, don't provoke Sophia, take her to find a place to hide, and enjoy the last quiet before the end of life.

If there is no approaching return day, retreating to the countryside seems to be a good choice.

But the return day is there, and it's useless to pretend to be an ostrich.

People who are trapped in the whirlpool of fate have nowhere to escape.

Since you can't escape, face it bravely.

The next day, the main force of the new army led by Christine continued to advance.

Behind the army was a reorganized infantry brigade led by the Queen of Magic Mirror. Although this unit did not have the number of the Guards, it played the role of the Guards.

According to the battle plan, the arrival of the Guards Brigade was the last nail in the enemy's coffin.

What really determined the victory or defeat was the battle before the arrival of the Guards Brigade.

Especially the battle of the artillery position on Mount Helen.

On June 11, 1792, night fell.

In the summer of Northern Rodinia, the temperature is not high. The sea breeze brings refreshing rain, washing away the hustle and bustle of the day and bringing coolness to the night.

Mount Helen, the artillery position of the Kingdom of Oden.

The soldiers on patrol lazily walked along the patrol route, with no expression on their faces.

They were too lazy to talk, and too lazy to look more.

The leading captain silently glanced at the city below the mountain, and saw the bright lights of the city hall and the flag of the Kingdom of Oden, and cursed in his heart.

The damn Battle of Helensburg should be over.

This battle consumed too much life, time, and morale.

He looked at the listless soldiers with his peripheral vision. He should have scolded them severely, but he couldn't speak.

It's not a good job to patrol on rainy days, not to mention that there will be no enemies here.

If you want to climb Mount Helen, you either climb the cliff behind or attack from the front slope.

With the current strength of the Hansa Province, it is impossible.

A sneak attack? The captain couldn't help laughing.

He even expected someone to attack him. If these idiots knew that Lord Shank was stationed at the artillery position, they would be desperate.

The end of the patrol route was at the edge of the cliff.

He would unbutton his pants here every night and pee in the canal. Although he certainly couldn't pee in the canal dozens of meters away, he would hypnotize himself to pee in.

The captain and ten soldiers came to the edge of the cliff and prepared to start the fixed ritual every night.

Just as he was about to unbutton his pants, a soldier pointed at the canal curiously and laughed.

"Captain, did you hear it? There are people singing over there in the canal, it's so beautiful."

"Nonsense, I'm not deaf, don't talk, just listen quietly!"

The Gill Canal is a busy canal, with many ships passing by every day, and the Battle of Helensburg did not have much impact on shipping.

The ships anchored at night, and occasionally someone would sing out of boredom.

The patrol soldiers listened and became fascinated, and didn't even notice that this section of the canal was empty and there were no ships moored.

The captain and the soldiers' eyes gradually blurred, and they walked towards the edge of the cliff with silly smiles.

In the sound of raindrops, their bodies fell like a leaf, crashing at the end of the cliff hundreds of meters deep, without stirring up much dust.

The singing swallowed the patrol team.

However, more than ten minutes later, the patrol team miraculously climbed up from the cliff, as if it was not the cliff that fell, but the small steps.

If someone looked carefully, they might find that all the members of this patrol team had changed.

The patrol team walked towards the handover point.

The military uniforms were still the same, but the people had changed.

Walking in front was Roland wearing a camouflage mask.

His figure was similar to that of the patrol captain, and as long as he wore a mask, it was easy to pass in the dark night.

The handover time was up.

Another patrol team reluctantly walked out of the camp gate and walked listlessly towards the handover point.

The leading captain could barely open his eyelids, and saluted Roland weakly, not even bothering to ask if there was anything unusual.

Just as the two captains crossed, Roland stopped.

The captain who took over also stopped, and when he was about to ask, his eyes suddenly went black and he completely lost consciousness.

Roland and his men were very clean, killing the ten patrol soldiers, dragging them to the grass next to them, and throwing their stripped uniforms off the cliff.

Taking advantage of the night and the wind and rain, Roland's special operations team approached the artillery position.

Looking at the hundreds of large-caliber artillery arranged in a neat queue, Roland was a little surprised.

With such powerful firepower and nearly 90,000 troops, they couldn't take Helensburg?

Without time to think about it, he took out the corrosive agent configured by Norton and prepared to take action.

Tonight's plan A is to sneak up the mountain, pour the corrosive agent into the gun barrel, and complete the destruction.

Plan B is to fire a flare after being discovered by the enemy and use the night to attack.

Munina sang in person, enchanted the enemy patrol team down the mountain, changed into their clothes and took the opportunity to sneak up the mountain, and then carried out the sabotage mission.

Roland and the temple warriors were responsible for the sabotage.

Sif and the support team ambushed in a hidden place on the side of the cliff, ready to support at any time.

If it became a strong attack, Roland would go to join them and hold on until the support arrived.

Although there were hundreds of soldiers defending the artillery position on the mountain, the real threat was only Shank.

With Anthony in charge, Roland was not so worried.

If Shank can be killed, it is not difficult to kill hundreds of soldiers.

Then you can hold the position on the top of the mountain and wait for Christine to encircle them from inside and outside.

This tactic can probably be called a central attack.

As we all know, the central attack is very dangerous. Once it is not operated properly, it will become a lone army going deep into the enemy's territory and giving away lives.

If Shank is awakened in advance, the difficulty of completing the plan will become hellish.

Fortunately, the operation tonight went smoothly.

The goddess of luck was also on his side, and it rained a moderate amount.

If the rain was a little heavier, the difficulty of climbing the cliff would increase sharply. If it was a little lighter, the enemy would not put on the gun jacket and leave no one to watch.

The special operations team moved quickly, and everyone carried a bottle filled with corrosive agents and poured the corrosive agents into the barrel according to the predetermined dosage.

The strength of the barrel taken care of by the corrosive agent dropped sharply, and it would explode once fired.

In the wind and rain, the ghostly special operations team completed the destruction mission and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a soldier came out to get up for the night. He vaguely saw a shadow swaying at the artillery position and came over alertly.

He looked over with fear, but found that it was the night patrol team, and finally felt relieved.

He smiled and greeted the patrol team, "Hey, Blind, why did you come here for the night patrol?"

Roland's heart tightened instantly, and he calmly held down the throwing knife.

This place was beyond the range of the throwing knife, and he had to wait for this unlucky guy to get closer.

He nodded and waved to the strange soldier to leave.

The soldier who got up for the night muttered a few words and turned to leave.

Roland was about to move over to take action, but a temple warrior who couldn't wait had already taken action.

He raised his crossbow and shot a poisoned arrow.

The soldier who got up for the night fell softly.

Roland put down the throwing knife in his hand and gave a thumbs up to the temple warrior who took action.

The special operations team left quickly and walked towards the position of the support team.

This kind of ghost place is very dangerous to stay in for a second longer.

When passing by the night watchman, a temple warrior drew out his short knife and chopped down fiercely.

The unfortunate soldier's head was chopped off with his knife, and he died with his eyes wide open.

Looking at the skillful movements of the temple warrior, Roland nodded secretly.

As expected of the elite combat force cultivated by the Temple of God, they were really different from the religious private soldiers he imagined.

They were cruel enough, and there was no sign of light at all.

Perhaps seeing through Roland's doubts, the temple warrior who took the knife whispered:

"Mr. Light, the goddess will not mind if you pursue light with dark means."

Roland smiled and nodded, accepted his explanation, and waved to signal to leave quickly.

The special operations team left quickly.

Just a few seconds after they left the artillery position, a black dog came from nowhere and pounced on the fallen soldier. It sniffed and could not sense the life of its owner, so it let out a shrill roar.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"