Napoleon II Reborn

"General, the enemy's firepower is fierce, and we are almost unable to defend." An officer with his head covered in bandages ran to Arthur Wellesley and reported. Every attack of the 88th Army was cleared by powerful artillery fire. The hastily built fortifications of the British army were reduced to ashes in the fierce artillery fire. The army couldn't stop the French army's attack at all, and was either defeated or surrendered, and walked into the French prisoner-of-war camp.

"How's the situation on the front line?" Arthur Wellesley asked anxiously.

"The two lines of defense in front of us have been breached, and now they are attacking our third line of defense, and they are about to reach the headquarters." Frank asked the officer to go down to recuperate first, and then went to Arthur Wellesley report.

"How about the casualties of the troops?" Arthur Wellesley asked hastily, his voice trembling.

"The four regiments in front were all disabled. The soldiers were either killed or surrendered. Only a small part escaped back." Frank replied very frustrated.

"How many troops can we use now?" Arthur Wellesley asked while looking at Frank quietly.

"There are still 10 regiments, 4 of which are not full. Those 4 regiments are now defending the third line of defense. The front line is tight and needs our support." Frank looked at Arthur Wellesley very embarrassed. At this time, no matter how many reinforcements are sent, it will not have much effect, it can only add to the results of the French army.

Arthur Wellesley sat slumped on a chair, his eyes blank. Everything has changed. In just a few hours, the situation on the battlefield has undergone earth-shaking changes. At the beginning, the British army still had an absolute advantage, but now they are beaten so embarrassingly. It's really unbelievable.

"General, let's retreat, or we will be wiped out today." Frank kindly persuaded. He knew that Arthur Wellesley was full of confidence to seek revenge from the French army, but in a blink of an eye, he became a bereaved dog again, which was a great blow to him.

"Retreat? Can we still go? The French cavalry corps has completely cut off our retreat, where else can we retreat?" Arthur Wellesley said with some despair.

"We still have 6 regiments that can be used. If we make good use of them, there is nothing we can do." Frank said confidently.

"Well, we are at the end of the rope now. Even if we can escape now, we will not be chased by the French army in the future. There is no force in Spain that can compete with them." Arthur Wellesley is still very happy. decadent.

"We can go to Madrid. Castagnos still has more than 100,000 troops, which can still compete with the French army." Frank said.

"Castagnos, a guy who has done more than fail." Arthur Wellesley said bitterly. Their failure this time has a lot to do with Castagnos. If Cass If Tanios can attack Sargossa with all his strength, the French army will not dare to deploy all their main forces to deal with them. In that case, they still have a great chance of winning.

Frank thought for a while and found that Madrid was really not a good place to go. The eyes rolled: "We can go to the Green Coast, where we have our navy, and we can go directly back to China and leave this ghost place."

"Frank, our navy in Spain is not very strong. Maybe we can be saved after reaching the Green Coast, but what about these soldiers? We can't get enough ships to transport them in a short time." Arthur ? Wellesley reminded.

"But at least some people can be rescued, it's better than everyone dying here." In order to survive, Frank still tried his best to persuade him, as long as he can escape from this ghost place, he will not care about those ordinary people. What about soldiers.

"Frank, these soldiers are fighting for the interests of the British Empire just like us. How can we abandon them at this time?" Arthur Wellesley reprimanded a little angrily.

"Are you willing to be killed or captured? If that's the case, it will be the end of both of us." Frank roared without giving in.

Arthur? Wellesley did not speak, he was indeed a little reconciled. He is the youngest general in Britain and is very likely to become the successor of the next army commander-in-chief, but if he is locked up in a French prisoner-of-war camp, then everything is over.

Seeing that Arthur Wellesley was moved, Frank continued: "General, don't forget that your wife and your lovely daughter are still waiting for you to go back in London? Don't you have the heart to see your wife lose Husband, did the daughter lose her father?"

"No, it can't be like this. This is really too tragic for the two of them." Arthur Wellesley murmured.

"So, we must break out of the siege of the damned Frenchmen and go back to England." Frank continued to be bewildered.

"Yes, we're going back to England. Frank, go gather your troops immediately, and have all the artillery gather north, ready to attack the enemy's encirclement." Arthur Wellesley gave an order with a ruthless look in his eyes. , He has decided to rush to the encirclement of the French army regardless of the life or death of other soldiers.

"Yes, General. I'll do it right away." Frank replied happily.

Soon, only half of the remaining artillery of the remaining 6 regiments of the British army assembled. To the north of the British army is the defense line in charge of the French Cavalry Corps. With their high-speed mobility, they cut off the last retreat of the British army.

Under the orders of Arthur Wellesley, two regiments of British troops attacked. Taking the initiative to attack the cavalry with infantry is simply courting death. These two regiments were also unlucky ghosts selected by Arthur Wellesley. He needed them to gather all the scattered cavalry, and then leave the rest to the artillery.

The British army's active attack surprised Petrescu: "Are they all crazy? Or they think their infantry is strong enough to compete with cavalry in the wild." Although they don't know what the British army is doing What the hell, but Petrescu still ordered the scattered cavalry to attack the attacking British army. He couldn't let a British army rush out of the encirclement.

The unique powerful impact of the cavalry immediately dispersed the two regiments of the British army. In order to achieve the effect of one-hit comparison, Petrescu gathered more than 8,000 cavalry, and asked for the fastest Get rid of them, and that's what Arthur Wellesley wanted.

The battlefield was completely one-sided. The British army was no match for the cavalry corps. Those cavalrymen used the long knives in their hands to quickly harvest lives. At this time, the British army had been mixed with the soldiers of the Cavalry Legion and mixed together, which was exactly what Arthur Wellesley expected.

"Frank, order the artillery to fire and cover the entire battlefield." Arthur Wellesley issued the most vicious order in this war, disregarding the lives of the British soldiers who were fighting with the French cavalry.

"Yes, General." Since this is the most critical part of the whole plan, nothing can be missed, so Frank personally issued an order to the artillery.

"Fire me, target the entire battlefield." Frank gave the order coldly.

"But general, are there any of our people on the battlefield?" An artillery officer ordered in confusion.

"Where are there so many problems, execute the order." Frank ordered with a dark face.

"Yes, General." The officer did not dare to disobey Frank's order, and gave the order to fire.

Immediately, hundreds of cannons started firing. Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect the British artillery to fire at this time. The artillery fire raged on the battlefield, constantly devouring every life, whether it was the French or the British army.

"Arthur? Wellesley is too vicious!" Petrescu said through gritted teeth. "Order all the soldiers to withdraw." Petrescu roared.

But it was too late, the French army and the British army were mixed together on the battlefield, and there were crowds of people everywhere, so it was not so easy to withdraw. In addition, due to the shelling, many war horses were frightened. They violently threw the rider off the horse and bumped around in the crowd, causing very heavy casualties.

Seeing the panicked and fleeing soldiers on the battlefield, Arthur Wellesley was also very heartbroken, and kept apologizing to them in his heart: "I'm sorry, warriors!"

The Cavalry Corps suffered heavy losses in this battle. Of the 8,000 cavalrymen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who participated in the battle, only less than 2,000 people escaped in the end, and many of them were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness. Only a few hundred British soldiers escaped.

The heavily damaged cavalry corps could no longer hold back the British army's breakthrough. Arthur Wellesley led the remaining 10,000 troops, successfully broke through the cavalry corps' blockade, and fled northward all the way.

The news of the breakout of the British army and the severe damage to the cavalry regiment was quickly reported to Xiao Jie. After knowing the news, Xiao Jie's face turned dark and frightening. It was not easy for him to catch such an opportunity. Yes, it is really a pity. But he didn't blame others, because no one thought that Arthur Wellesley would use such vicious tricks, even ignoring his own people in order to escape.

Xiang was fleeing, then they must want to leave Spain by boat, Xiao Jie quickly guessed the intention of the British army. "Order a unit, step up the attack, end the battle as soon as possible, and then pursue northward, and don't let the British go. Since they want to leave from the sea, then we will drive them all into the sea to eat fish." Xiao Jie quickly issued a new order Arthur Wellesley has always been a confidant, and Xiao Jie hopes to do his best to kill him in Spain.

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