Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

Looking at the smoke and dust rising high in front of them, the Protestant Alliance army realized that the real battle was about to begin.

Andrew was a little worried about whether the army of Eaton and other countries could withstand this fierce charge. He ordered the third battalion of the Marine Corps, which was the reserve, to move quickly to the left wing to support the friendly forces there.

The cavalry led by Fedotov was very fast and soon approached the left wing of the Protestant Army. These church knights with superb riding skills fought with the infantry in the phalanx with chain hammers and long swords as weapons.

Bang bang bang! Continuous explosions sounded, and suddenly a large area of ​​smoke covered the left wing of the battle formation.

Just as the two sides were anxious, the third battalion of the Marine Corps arrived in time and joined the battle. A burst of musket fire knocked the nearby Knights of the Guardian Army to the ground.

"Evil magic!" Fedotov thought his guess was verified. Those strange attacks with fire and smoke were nothing but magic.

He was completely controlled by a fearless emotion, leading his men to bravely charge towards the Marines.

These soldiers from Arda quickly changed their formation, switching from the original horizontal column to a hollow square.

Fedotov's cavalry launched attacks on them again and again, but this seemingly weak square was motionless. No matter which direction the cavalry of the Skitarii attacked, they would always face bullets and bayonets like a jungle.

They were shocked. When they rushed towards the other weak infantry, the other side would be afraid of their charge, either scattering to the side in fear or trying desperately to squeeze behind others.

But this strange army was able to hold its ground, squatting or standing, and everyone seemed to be rooted there.

What was distressing was that the horses under them had never seen this kind of attack method with both roar and smoke, so they became frightened and uneasy, and it was extremely difficult to control.

"Shoot the horses! Shoot the horses!" In the square formation of the Marine Corps, the battalion commander of the third battalion shouted at the top of his lungs, reminding the soldiers who were new to the battle what the priority targets were.

Because of their larger size, horses were more likely to be hit by muskets. Once injured or dead, they would hinder the charge of the cavalry in the rear. The surviving horses saw the tragic situation of their peers, and at the same time were frightened by the gunshots and flames, and ran around frantically, greatly reducing the impact of the cavalry of the Crusaders.

Fedotov, who was wrapped in anger, ignored all this and shook the reins desperately to urge the horses to run. At this time, an accident occurred. A cavalryman who rushed in front of him was suddenly attacked. The horse under his crotch burst out a frightening red and fell suddenly. Fedotov's mount was not restrained in time, and was tripped heavily, throwing the master on his back off.

Fedotov felt dizzy suddenly, and then rolled to the ground. He immediately forced himself to get up and quickly felt the state of his body.

Fortunately, it seems that no bones were broken.

"General!" The adjutant stopped beside him in time, jumped off the warhorse to help him up, and offered his warhorse to Fedotov to ride.

"Commander Webster has given us a new order." The adjutant relayed the words of the messenger he had just met, "We must entangle the enemy's left wing! He will command the main force to defeat the enemy's right wing first and then support you!"

"Send someone to pass the message back, we will definitely do it!"

Fedotov nodded heavily and continued to command his cavalry to attack the left wing of the Protestant army.

The continuous bombardment of artillery created large areas of smoke, which seriously hindered the vision of both sides. The right wing of the Crusaders and the left wing of the Protestant Army had already become one. The infantry phalanxes of Eaton and other countries, with the Marine Battalion as the backbone, struggled to avoid being dispersed by the enemy.

In this turbulent situation, Webster, the commander of the Crusaders, keenly captured a glimmer of opportunity. The army of the Horn Bay Alliance was on the right wing of the Protestant Army. He had investigated and found that the Horn Bay Alliance had just formed an army after getting rid of the plight of national destruction.

A newly formed army often has various problems. Webster thought about it in his mind for a while and quickly formulated his main attack direction.

Since the reckless man Fedotov had already led the cavalry to attack the enemy's left wing, it would be better to make the best of it and delay the enemy there.

He decisively ordered to attack the right wing of the Protestant Army with a diagonal tactic.

Several infantry phalanxes of the Crusaders moved according to Webster's order. From left to right, their front line gradually stopped being parallel to the Protestant Army, but formed a certain angle. Their left wing was closer to the enemy and their right wing was slightly farther away from the enemy, approaching the enemy in a trapezoidal shape.

The diagonal tactic was the tactic that Webster and his army were best at using, also known as the tilted tactic.

During the battle, the wing closer to the enemy will engage the enemy first, while the wing slightly farther away will engage the enemy. After the wing that engages the enemy has crushed the corresponding wing of the enemy, it will immediately take advantage of the situation to outflank the exposed flank of the enemy's front line and look for an opportunity to attack the enemy's rear. The wing that was originally farther away will attack the enemy's front. Through coordinated attacks from multiple directions on the front and flanks, the enemy's front line will be shaken, its fighting will be crushed, and ultimately victory will be achieved at a lower cost than a head-on decisive battle. This is Webster's oblique tactics.

Obviously, the success of the oblique tactics depends on whether the wing that first encounters the enemy can defeat the enemy. Among the Protestant army on the opposite side, there is no doubt that the Jiaowan Alliance Army, which has just recovered its size but is seriously undertrained, is an excellent target for attack. They are deployed on the right wing of the Protestant army and are the first target of the Protectorate Army moving in an oblique line.

The Protectorate Army has an advantage in cavalry numbers and is deployed on both wings. Its left wing cavalry cooperates with the oblique tactics and takes the lead in attacking the Jiaowan Alliance Army on the right wing of the Protestant Army.

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For a time, the sound of horse hooves drowned the right wing of the Protestant Army, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

"Don't panic, they dare not hit us!"

The commanders of the Jiaowan Alliance Army shouted and tried their best to maintain discipline, asking the soldiers not to run around and to lean their spears on the ground with the tips facing outward.

The best result they could achieve was that the soldiers did not collapse immediately. When the soldiers who had not experienced many battles saw a large number of tall horses rushing towards them, their legs had already trembled uncontrollably, and their arms were so weak that they could not even hold the spears.

The cavalry of the Crusaders was composed of knights with superb riding skills and fanatical faith in the Church. They knew how to peel off the infantry phalanx layer by layer - one strike and then they would break off, never fighting, and gradually wear down the opponent's confidence.

Just when the Jiaowan Alliance Army was exhausted by the cavalry attacks, the left wing infantry of the Crusaders arrived and immediately launched a real attack on them.

Under such an attack, it didn't take long for the infantry phalanx of the Alliance Army to collapse.