Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 452 The great alliance moves forward (twenty-four)

  The unique navy blue flag just raised on the horizon, rekindling hope for the soldiers of Baishan County who are floating in the army.

   However, Gaisa Adonis was not as optimistic as his subordinates, because he did not know how many Tiefeng County troops came, and he was not even sure whether it was the Tiefeng County troops who came.

   But, no matter who came, no matter how many, there was only one thing Gaisa had to do - keep fighting.

   "The reinforcements are here!" Gaisa ran between the squares, shouting vigorously: "Stand on the front!"

  The officers and sergeants shouted and repeated the Colonel's words. After a brief commotion, the various formations in Baishan County suddenly burst into cheers, one louder than another.

   Likewise, the appearance of the unfamiliar navy blue flag just south of the village of River Valley disrupted the overall deployment of the parliamentary army.

Colonel    Colonel Sarnell and Colonel Nagy have exhausted the reserves, there will be no more ambushes, and there will be no more support, all living forces are thrown into the battle.

  The parliamentary army as a whole has no formation at all. Except for the troops besieging the remnants of Baishan County, every troops still in the chain of command are desperately chasing the left flank of the retreating coalition forces.

   It is like a wrestler who has gone through a tough battle and finally forced the enemy to lose his center of gravity.

   In fact, the parliamentary army has already secured the victory. It controlled the battlefield, trapped the coalition army, pushed back the left flank of the coalition army, and broke into the central coalition army.

   It just takes a little time to digest the results.

a little time.

   But at this juncture, the Tiefeng County Army appeared on the battlefield, and the Tiefeng County Army did not give it "a little time".

   Before the cavalry dispatched from the newly reclaimed land, which was chasing the remnants of the coalition army, turned back, and before the detour of the parliamentary army under the banner of the "Sixth Legion" built a defense line, the high-pitched snare drum sounded at the exit of the valley.

   The Tiefeng County Army, which had less than two brigades, quickly spread out into a square wider than the four brigades. Following the drumbeat of the advance, they resolutely launched an attack on the Sixth Army that was besieging Baishan County.

  The north bank of Wuming Xiaohe is flat, and even if there are slight undulations, it is not enough to disturb the formation of the Tiefeng County army.

  Tamas, with a sword in hand, walked at the forefront to guide the entire army. The sergeant moved between the lines, mercilessly beating the scattered recruits with his halberds.

   The parliamentary army light cavalry patrolling on the periphery of the battlefield rushed towards the Iron Peak Army with a strange cry.

   But the warriors holding the navy blue flag completely ignored the threats of the enemy, their speed of travel was not affected in the slightest, and they didn't even waste even a shred of spark powder on the incoming wandering soldiers.

   They just marched on, to the beat of the drum, firmly, and nothing could stop them but command and death.

  In the contest of will and guts, the parliamentary army light cavalry was defeated, and every parliamentary army light cavalry slammed the reins just before crashing into the human wall and swept away.

   And the Tiefeng County Army continued to advance.

   is not only the light cavalry of the parliamentary army, at this moment, everyone on the battlefield is being pulled by the attack of the iron peak county army.

   Herald cavalry in green uniforms galloped between parts of the scattered parliamentary army.

  The detours of the parliamentary army that swarmed into Hegu Village and poured out of the village in a disorderly manner.

  The troops that originally went to chase the fleeing enemy turned around and rushed back to the main battlefield.

   The Sixth Corps, which surrounded the remnants of Baishan County, was forced to divide two brigades from the front to stop the Tiefeng County Army attacking from behind.

   However, before the Sixth Corps could establish a second front, the remnants of Baishan County had already counterattacked, and they stubbornly grabbed the enemy army that was about to retreat and regroup.

   The Tiefeng County Army continued to advance, and the cavalry of the New Reclamation Army with short guns began to appear around them.

  Different from the light cavalry who only dared to harass the formation, the pistol cavalry in brown coats also rushed straight towards the Tiefeng County soldiers, but they turned their horses 20 meters away, shot sideways, and immediately rode away.

   The real test begins at this moment, when the Tiefeng County Army suffered casualties for the first time.

  The sound of gunshots penetrated the drums, the lead bullets shot towards the human wall, and the soldiers of the Iron Peak Army kept breaking away from the queue.

   They either stumbled under their feet, half-knelt on the ground, their backs curled up unconsciously because of the severe pain;

  Tamas was greeted the most, and the cavalry of the parliamentary army saw the iron peak county officer with bright armor walking at the forefront of the front line.

   But intimidated by the large number of musketeers in the Tiefeng County army, the cavalry of the parliamentary army fighting alone did not have the courage to go straight to the front of the front line, and only dared to shoot from both ends of the front line and from a distance.

   The buckshot brushed Tamas's body and landed at Tamas's feet, knocking the ground upside down.

   However, Tamas walked at the front of the queue without looking sideways, the saber in his hand remained motionless, and he never gave an order to fight back.

   Aside from the sound of drums, hoofs, and gunfire, the only sergeants in the queue could be heard indifferently instructing: "Keep the formation! Fill the gap!"

   So the Tiefeng County soldiers bypassed the fallen comrades and continued to advance.

   "Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

   "Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

   "Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

The drumbeat of the    march seems to be the horn of doom, the enemy is in front, if you can spread your legs and run, you can immediately kill a happy battle.

   But the soldiers of the Tiefeng County Army were still walking, even though the pistols and cavalry took turns shooting lead bullets at them, and even though more blood was shed every time they took a step forward, their pace did not speed up or slow down a single point.

The soldiers of the    Sixth Legion had never seen such an enemy, the iron peak army, like the hot and silent magma, was more frightening than the most ferocious and fearless enemy they had seen today.

   One hundred meters.

   The musketeers of the Sixth Legion had their muskets ready; the Iron Peak Army was still advancing.

   Ninety meters.

   The musketeers of the Sixth Corps could already feel the resistance of the firing rod in their fingers; the Iron Peak Army was still advancing.

  Eighty meters.

   The musketeers of the Sixth Army had their throats dry and swallowed unconsciously; while the Tiefeng County Army was still advancing.

  Seventy meters.

The musketeers of the    Sixth Corps looked at the commander in panic, waiting eagerly for orders; while the Iron Peak Army was still advancing.

  Sixty meters.

   The back of Lieutenant Thorin of the Sixth Army was wet with cold sweat. He had never seen the tactics of the Tiefeng County Army. He could vaguely guess the intentions of the Tiefeng County Army, but he could not think of any way to deal with it.

   "Fire!" Lieutenant Thorin yelled, "Fire!"

   The musketeers of the Sixth Legion buckled their launch rods in relief, and a series of flames burst out from the edge of the phalanx. The front of the phalanx was filled with smoke, and there were many muffled sounds of falling to the ground after the smoke.

   But when the smoke cleared, the Tiefeng County Army was still advancing.

  Fifty meters.

   "Free Fire!" Lieutenant Thorin urged the stunned musketeers, "Quickly reload!"

  The musketeers woke up like a dream and hurriedly rummaged through powder pots and bags of lead. However, many of the musketeers' fingers seemed to freeze, and it became difficult to pour gunpowder into the barrel.

   And the Tiefeng County Army was still advancing.

   Forty meters.

   Thirty meters.

   Under the fearful gaze of the enemy, the Tiefeng County Army stopped and stood still.

   "Three rows of salvos." Tamas turned his head and ordered: "Prepare."

   "Three volleys—ready!" the sergeants shouted and passed the order.

   The musketeers in the second row and the third row of Iron Peak County quickly filled the gap between the musketeers in the first row, next to each other at an extremely dangerous distance, set up arquebuses, and aimed at the enemy in front of them.

   Ahead of them, the musketeers of the Sixth Army were frantically pushing lead **** deep into the barrels. This time, the Tiefeng County Army will not give them another chance.

  Tamas stepped back into the line, roaring and giving orders:

   "Let them listen to Thunder!!"

  In an instant, the gunshots across the front converged into a deafening thunder, and the accumulated anger and hatred turned into a gorgeous flame.

   A devastating salvo shattered the front of the two phalanxes of the parliamentary army.

   Compared with the casualties, the will and morale of the parliamentary army suffered a more complete destruction.

   Before the thunder could dissipate, the beast-like screams of killing had already sounded.

   A diminutive Tiefeng County soldier rushed out of the phalanx first, jumped into the phalanx of the Sixth Army Corps, which was littered with wounded soldiers and corpses, and went straight to the lieutenant of the army.

   It seemed that countless Iron Peak County soldiers rushed out of the gunpowder, like a storm of steel and blood, drawing the parliamentary army soldiers into a **** hand-to-hand battle they had never seen before.

The    indestructible rock was shattered into brown flash floods, and the parliamentary army groaned in agony and collapsed irretrievably.

   "Don't stop!" Before he could meet the officers of Baishan County, Tamas led his subordinates to attack another parliamentary army formation: "Drive them away! Drive them to overwhelm the other phalanxes!"

   At the same time that the troops under the command of Tamas were fighting against the parliamentary army, the large force of the cavalry of the New Reclamation Army finally rushed back to the battlefield.

  When the figure of the cavalry officer of the parliamentary army appeared on the other side of the river, the wandering soldier Sanyong, who had been wandering near the Tiefeng County Army, immediately found the backbone, and the brown cavalry, who had been scattered in sand, quickly regrouped and lined up on the west bank.

The second front commanded by   Bart Haring also changed its formation immediately, and the companies turned and moved to the beat of the drums, establishing a direction on the southwest side of the Tamas Department.

  The second battalion commander has been closely observing the movements of the cavalry of the parliamentary army, because no matter how confident he and Tamas are in their subordinates, they cannot change the dilemma that their army is only a light infantry without cavalry cover.

   Therefore, when the troops commanded by Tamas had gained an advantage, the troops commanded by Bart Shalling did not immediately follow up.

   For Bart Xia Ling, protecting the side and rear of the allies from being attacked is more important than expanding the victory.

   The situation was as expected by Bart Xaling. When Tamas’s troops and the remnants of Baishan County attacked the enemy of the Sixth Army, the cavalry of the New Reclamation Army was also ready to charge.

"Listen up! Boys!" Bart Shalling walked in front of the companies, checked the musketeers' equipment in a hurry, and encouraged loudly: "Whether this battle can be won, it's not about one battalion. Our ability is our ability! What is it to deal with a few cowardly soldiers of the puppet army? Only those who can stop the puppet army cavalry are worthy of the soldiers who claim to be blood wolves! As for the chores..."

  Bart Xialing stopped, looked at his subordinates, and laughed: "Let the first battalion commander do it!"

   The Tiefeng County soldier beside Bart Xia Ling also laughed.

   As he was talking, the cavalry on the other side moved, leading the cavalry to divide into two groups, one left and one right, towards the Tiefeng County Army.

   "Okay! Stand up straight for me, and don't take a step back." Bart Xialing put away his smile and retreated into the human wall: "Three rows of salvos! Prepare!"

   "Three rows of salvos!" The sergeants relayed orders to all parts of the front line: "Prepare!"

   For the Iron Peak Army, where half of its soldiers were musketeers, a devastating salvo was the ultimate means of confrontation.

   But so far, no one has used this tactic in actual combat - Bart Shalling is not fully sure.

"I know! You are very tired!" Bart Shalling walked past the soldiers, without a trace of panic and hesitation in his tone, as if victory was already in his pocket: "So - fight hard! After this battle, I'll let you sleep for three days and three nights in one breath!"

   In the blink of an eye, the brown-clothed cavalry had already crossed the nameless river from the field, and the cavalry leading the charge began to speed up.

   The roar of hoofs echoed on both sides of the river valley, drowning the front line of the Tiefeng County Army. It is only a few hundred cavalry, but it seems that there are thousands of troops.

   Including Bart Xialing, the Tiefeng County soldiers who were in charge of blocking the cavalry held their breath subconsciously.

  The lid of the gunpowder pool has been opened, and the fingers have been placed on the launch rod. There is only one chance to fire a salvo. The slightest difference may cause the entire army to fall into danger.

  Bart Xialing stared closely at the brown-coat cavalry, constantly estimating the distance in his mind.

   Just before he gave the order to fire, the brown cavalry suddenly turned around and turned back toward the west bank.

  The dust rolled up by the horse's hooves blocked Bart Xia Ling's vision, but when the east wind swept away the smoke and dust, Bart Xia Ling immediately understood the reason for the change of the enemy's horse:

   A cavalry from the northwest was charging on the west bank, desperately intercepting the parliamentary army cavalry who had not crossed the river.

   And the flag held high by the cavalry was embroidered with the emblem of Baishan County.

   "It's the cavalry of Baishan County!" Bart Xia Ling shouted: "The cavalry of Baishan County is still there! Attack! Attack! Attack!"

The fighter plane was fleeting, and he couldn't wait for his subordinates to convey the order to all parts of the front line. Bart Shalling grabbed the flagpole directly from the flag-bearer and ran out of the front line holding the military flag high. Even sharp to the point of breaking the sound: "Attack!!"

   Now, without the need for the sergeant and the messenger to pass the instructions, all the soldiers of Tiefeng County understood what the second battalion commander's order was.

   After a brief hesitation, the Tiefeng County army shouted and followed Bart Xialing to the disciples field like a flash flood.

   Captain Luo Song, who commanded the Leiqun County cavalry on the west bank, was surprised to find that the Tiefeng County infantry on the east bank took the initiative to attack.

After    successfully led the parliamentary cavalry back to the West Bank, Lozon had ordered a retreat to regroup.

   But seeing the rare fighter plane, Luo Song pulled the reins without hesitation and led his subordinates to charge again.

  Without any contact, the Iron Peak County Infantry and the Leiqun County Cavalry completed a coordinated attack with an extremely well-timed timing, besieging the cavalry of the Parliamentary Army who had lost their position in advance and retreated at the wading field upstream of the Unnamed Creek.

  Bart Charling commanded the musketeers to occupy the high ground on the river bank, and shot down the brown cavalry who were panicking.

  Maybe it was an illusion. When the military flag of Baishan County galloped across the river, Bart Xia Ling saw the Leiqun County cavalry under the military flag take off their helmets and bowed to himself.

  …

  [East Bank Mound]

  [Parliamentary Artillery Position]

   "It's all over." Lieutenant Colonel Warley thought wearily: "It's all over."

The appearance of the   Tiefeng County rebels disrupted the deployment of the parliamentary army, forcing the parliamentary army, which had been chasing the fleeing enemy in Bianjiang County and Leiqun County, to turn around and re-fill the southern front.

  If the enemies in Bianjiang County and Leiqun County choose to take the opportunity to retreat, the parliamentary army still has a chance to defeat them one by one.

   But the enemy commander in command of Bianjiang County and Leiqun County will take the opportunity to retreat?

Although Lieutenant Colonel    Warley did not know the senior who held the silver flag, he already had the answer after just a few fights today.

   At this moment, in his field of vision, the large column of enemy troops that was re-entering Hegu Village confirmed his answer.

   Today's parliamentary army is like a clumsy giant, trying to turn around and grab the wolf that was biting its own buttocks, but exposed its buttocks to another wolf.

   "Turn the cannon!" Lieutenant Colonel Valle pointed to the silver-bordered flag in the distance, gritted his teeth and ordered: "Reload."

  The numb gunners stood there, not moving. Finally, the gray-haired old gunner nodded, and the gunners resumed their work.

   They moved their cannons with great difficulty, and refocused the cannons aimed at River Valley Village at the incoming enemy from the southwest.

  Valeh closed one eye, stretched out his arm, and measured the distance to the silver flag.

   At this moment, he heard someone behind him ask: "Hey! What are you doing?"

   A languid voice replied: "The one from the camp, the one who sent the shells."

Although the    respondent was full of Platonic dialects, Lieutenant Colonel Vale could hear a little familiar accent.

   He turned to look in the direction of the sound, frowned and asked, "Who asked you to deliver the cannonballs?"

   The answerer gave a casual "Oh", took out a folded piece of paper, and walked over to hand it to Vale: "Sannell, this is an order."

   "Sarnell?" Lieutenant Colonel Valet was stunned: "You mean Colonel Sarnell? Why did he let you send artillery shells..."

The    answerer stopped talking, just continued walking towards Vale, and he was just a few steps away.

Lieutenant Colonel    Warley looked around suspiciously and found that the artillery positions were surrounded by unfamiliar riders. He shouted in horror: "Stop! You are not sending artillery shells!"

   Before he could finish speaking, the answerer had already leaped towards him.

  Valeh wanted to draw his sword, but it was too late. Just as his hand was on the hilt, the opponent's fist was already greeted on his face.

  Valley was punched to the point of staring out of his eyes, screamed and fell down, his throat was strangled by the opponent, and he received a few more punches in the eye socket, the bridge of the nose, and the cheekbones.

Only after    vented violently, did the respondent stand up. He spat, revealing a pair of wolf-like fangs, and smiled viciously: "It's true that I'm not sending cannonballs, Lianman!"

   But Lieutenant Colonel Valle could not hear or answer. Lieutenant Colonel had been beaten unconscious, only a low moan could be heard from his throat.

A man with a pair of wolf-like fangs—Major Seb Carrington put his arms on his hips, kicked the lieutenant colonel beside his feet, and ordered, "Tie this confederate to me, and don't let him run away. already."

  The two riders ran over immediately, **** the lieutenant colonel, carried them onto the horse, and immediately walked away.

   "Major." A rider wearing an old lieutenant's uniform with shaved hair came over, looked gloomily at the gunner who had been controlled, and asked, "Are you going to kill?"

  Cerber waved his hand, walked up to the gunners, and asked sharply, "You are all from Paratus! Why are you helping the United Provinces kill the Paratus?"

  The gunners bowed their heads, no one dared to answer, and no one dared to look at the evil star in front of him.

   "Speak!" Sebo shouted again.

   Someone asked in a low voice, "It's not enough to help the people of the United Provinces kill the Paratus, so is it okay to help the Paratus to kill the Paratus?"

  Cerber was furious: "Who's talking?!"

   "Sir." The gray-haired old gunner, Sergeant Suter, took a step and looked up at Seber: "I made them obey the orders of the commander of the Union Province."

   "Old man." Sebo asked with a sneer, "You want to take the blame and play a hero?"

   The old gunner didn't justify himself, just lowered his head and continued: "Their families are all in Maplestone City, and they have no choice."

  Cerber snorted, ignored the old man in front of him, strode to the cannon, quickly scanned the battlefield, then turned back and asked, "Want to die or live?"

   "Live." The old sergeant replied in a low voice.

"Don't want to die? Then from now on, you will be our gunners." After all, no matter what the old gunners and gunners answered, Seber had already moved to use three cannons, and loudly ordered: "Take this Point three cannons at the counterfeiters with the Sixth Legion flag to the south! Hit those **** hard!"

  The gunners looked at the old gunner tentatively.

  The old gunner closed his eyes in pain and nodded.

  …

   At the same time, on the battlefield where the Sixth Corps fought in Baishan County, the situation had reversed.

   The Tiefeng County Army successively defeated a "Veteran Brigade" of the Sixth Army and two weak "reserve battalions" that had been deployed on the river bank to defend.

  The rout of the 6th Legion panicked and was driven to flee to Hegu Village.

The   Tiefeng County Army cooperated with the remnants of the Baishan County Army, and vaguely surrounded the remaining two veteran brigades of the Sixth Army.

"Go to Sanel!" Colonel Nagy grabbed the messenger and yelled into the latter's ear: "Tell him! Let him set up defenses in River Valley Village! The rebels are few! We retreat to River Valley Village to regroup! still have a chance!"

   The messengers of the Sixth Corps had just rushed out of the phalanx, when the messengers of the New Reclamation Expeditionary Army crossed the fire net and rushed into the phalanx where Colonel Naji was located.

  Because the officers at all levels of the 6th Corps had already changed into civilian clothes, it took a lot of time for the messengers to find them.

  The messenger of the New Reclamation Army brought Sanel's password, the content of which was the exact opposite of Najib's password: "Colonel Sanel orders you not to retreat! Hold your ground!"

   "Hold on!" Najib cursed disregarding his demeanor: "How the **** am I going to hold on?!"

   The messenger of the New Reclamation Expeditionary Army was shouted and dodged subconsciously: "The colonel said that reinforcements will be here soon!"

   Najib was furious: "Reinforcement? Where can there be reinforcements!"

   While talking, reinforcements really came.

   Along the provincial road, from between the two staggered mounds, a "big army" under the banner of the New Reclamation Corps drove out.

   But what kind of army is that!

   There is no order, no formation, and no command;

   A small number of people have weapons in their hands, others have picked up sticks and branches, and the rest are simply bare-handed.

   The black soldiers are like a pack of wild animals, blindly following a military flag.

   Hundreds of cavalrymen were like shepherd dogs, wielding whips, sticks and scabbards to drive away those who fell behind, and mercilessly killed those who wanted to escape.

   Najib cursed after just one glance.

   "What reinforcements?! It's clear that Sanel drove the defeated soldiers as livestock! What the **** can this fight!"

   But after the scolding, Najib also had a faint fire in his heart.

"This is no way out!" Najib murmured with red eyes: "The rebels are few! The rebels are few! Even if the formation of the rebels can be broken up! Even...even if the rebels are consumed A volley! All chances! All chances! Chances…”

In the phalanx of    Baishan County, Gaisa Adonis was also swearing.

  If there was a ray of hope in Najib’s heart, then in Colonel Geisa’s heart, the last fire of hope was also extinguished.

   So he used the most vicious words to curse Sarnell, curse Chloe, curse the **** who commanded the Sixth Legion, and even couldn't help but curse Colonel Bode and Winters Montagne.

   Of course Gisa knew that the "reinforcement" that Sarnell had rushed over was just a mob, and he also knew that Colonel Bode and Winters Montagne had done their best.

   But Sanel has already made it clear that he wants to use the defeated troops to "fill the trenches", and his troops are too few, and the reinforcements of Tiefeng County are too few and too few, and it is all up to a **** bravery to support it up to now.

   Not to mention that Baishan County and Tiefeng County have all fallen into a melee at this moment, and they can only win in one go, and there is no chance to retreat and regroup.

  Gisa cursed again, and led the guards out of the main formation of Baishan County, traversing the chaotic battlefield, and went straight to the location of the flag of Tiefeng County.

   "Who's the head?" Gaisa couldn't recognize the officer in Tiefeng County, and asked, "Who's the head?"

   A reliable-looking, sturdy armored soldier stood up, raised his hand and saluted.

   "Evacuate your people." Gaisa ordered without question: "Go to Colonel Skool to meet up, and then follow his instructions."

   "I think so." The reliable-looking soldier paused: "No need."

  Gisa was stunned, and was about to have a seizure on the spot, but heard the other party's report with a hint of excitement:

   "Reinforcements are here, Colonel."

   "Reinforcement?" Gaisa raised his eyebrows: "There are reinforcements? How many?"

   The reliable-faced soldier put away his smile, and answered sternly, word by word: "One!"

As soon as the    voice fell, the desolate horn sounded throughout the valley.

   A blood-colored flag was planted on the hill in the southeast.

   Seeing that flag, Colonel Najib couldn't help swallowing a saliva:

The ghost of    Styx has rushed to the battlefield.

   [Additional note: The [three-row salvo] tactic should theoretically be a tactic used by musketeers to resist cavalry. But the real world is pragmatic, so can three-row salvos be able to counter infantry? Of course, it can, and there are many battle examples]

   [For example, in the [1621-1629 Polish-Swedish War] before Sweden officially participated in the Thirty Years' War, there was such an example (these two fought several times, both called the Polish-Swedish War)]

   [October 1, 1626, third encounter of the Battle of Maywe, Gustav II vs Sigismund III]

[The swedish musketeers occupying the high ground made a salvo at the Polish infantry, then the Polish cavalry seized the opportunity and a charge crushed the swedish musketeers] (Note: this is why it is best not to fire casually/salvo theoretically It should be a tactic specially designed to resist cavalry)

   [But the Swedish army arranged another front in advance on the high ground. When the Polish cavalry pursued the routed soldiers, the musketeers on the second front of the Swedish army fired a head-on salvo. The Polish cavalry was forced to retreat and regroup] [This battle ended in the withdrawal of the Polish army and the victory of the Swedish army]

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