Lazar Cano held up the telescope and observed while saying: "Davout seems to have entered into hand-to-hand combat with the enemy."
An Ning put down the champagne and stood up, took the telescope from Fanny, and looked at the mill on the top of the mountain.
The flag of Davout's 1st Brigade was flying in the smoke, and it seemed that one man was in charge.
Just then, the enemy's main force crossed the ridgeline.
An Ning put down his telescope and ordered the artillery position not far away from him: "Fire!"
An Ning arranged the heavy, inconvenient and maneuverable infantry artillery on the front of the battlefield and personally commanded them.
As soon as the order was given, dozens of twelve-pounder infantry cannons began to roar.
Because the distance was very close, the accuracy of the artillery shells was astonishingly good. Some of the artillery shells fired at a high altitude almost flew over the enemy's heads, landed over the top of the mountain, and hit the battalion following behind.
And the cannonballs flying close to the ground all turned into ground ball killers.
In just an instant, hundreds of people had their legs broken, fell to the ground and howled like pigs.
At this time, gunfire sounded again from the other side of the battlefield.
An Ning turned the telescope and saw the cavalry and artillery troops led by Napoleon occupying a side position and firing from a position almost close to the enemy's cheek.
Although Napoleon's troops all had six-pound or even four-pound cavalry cannons, at this distance the effect of shotgun shells was outstanding.
Crucially, he also occupied the side positions, and the killing effect was even more exaggerated.
"Well done!" An Ning shouted, "Well done Napoleon!"
Lazar Cano was very worried: "His position is prone to cavalry raids."
An Ning: "Don't worry, just trust our girls."
An Ning's cavalry has been sent out, and they have only one order: to hold back the enemy's cavalry.
We haven't received any news from the cavalry yet, either they haven't encountered the enemy cavalry yet, or they are in the middle of a fight.
An Ning: "It's up to us now, trumpeter, blow the trumpet!"
Kano: "Blow the salvo?"
"Yes, salvo." An Ning was a little anxious, "Blow it quickly!"
Kano gave the order and blew the trumpet together with the bugler who had been beside An Ning.
The melody of the trumpet represents "each team starts shooting".
The second brigade closest to An Ning was the first to execute the order: "Second column, stand up!"
The queue that was originally squatting on the ground began to stand up, forming a formation of one row squatting and two standing up.
"Aim the gun!"
The forest of spears fell down one after another.
"Fire!"
Along with the "fire" instructions passed down one after another, firecracker-like volleys of gunfire sounded, and firelight and smoke filled the entire field of vision.
**
At the same time, on the plain on the flank of the battlefield.
Oliver, the tranquil cavalry commander, was leading 2,500 cavalry in formation on the edge of the bush.
This is the most suitable plain near the battlefield for cavalry to charge into battle. Other places either have too many small hedges blocking the view, or too many stone walls and wooden fences.
So Oliver led the cavalry here early.
Christina took her deputy Clarisse through the cavalry troops on standby and found Oliver: "Ms. Oliver, is it okay for us to wait here? What if the enemy cavalry attacks from somewhere else?"
Oliver shook his head: "Didn't you listen to what the General said? The enemy's chief of staff, Berthier, is a stickler for rules. If he was responsible for arranging the entire battle plan, he would place the cavalry here, because this is the most suitable place for cavalry attacks.
"
As soon as he finished speaking, the flag of the Cuirassier Regiment appeared in front.
Oliver: "Look, our guests are here."
Christina also turned her head and looked into the distance: "Look at the flag... it looks like a cuirassier regiment. Are you sure you want us to charge the cuirassier regiment?"
Oliver: "The order we received is to hold off the enemy's cavalry. We don't need to defeat them. Sisters! Men always think that we are inferior to them. Let's show them today how powerful we are!"
The female knights shouted in unison.
Ms. Oliver looked at Christina: "Should you return to your command position?"
Christina saluted Oliver, turned her horse's head and galloped away along the way she came, followed closely by her deputy Clarisse.
Oliver watched Christina return to his unit, then stood up on his horse and drew his long knife: "Sisters! Take the knife out of its sheath! Let's go!"
Behind Oliver, a trumpeter blew a charge melody.
The female knights in their forties were galloping on their horses, their beautiful hair flying in the morning sun.
The cavalry galloped with great momentum, sweeping across the entire plain.
**
Marquis Roland looked at the female knights charging toward him and snorted contemptuously: "Humph, these ladies actually charged us! Blow the trumpet and the whole army attacks!"
The deputy interrupted him: "Wait a minute, the order we got is to bypass the enemy's rear. We shouldn't waste our troops here..."
"It's just a bunch of women!" Marquis Roland said angrily, "We can quickly kill them all, blow the trumpet, and attack with the whole army!"
The trumpeter glanced at his deputy, then raised his trumpet and played an exciting melody.
Marquis Roland drew his saber and took the lead!
The cuirassiers behind him swept across the fields like a silver hurricane.
The two armies moved towards each other and collided in the center of the plain.
The first casualties appeared the moment they met.
The knight who was cut down fell off his horse, his feet still in the stirrups, and was dragged along by the horse that was already running hard.
The sound of weapons clashing and the roar of people mingled together.
**
On the An Ning side, the smoke from the volley of guns almost obscured the entire battlefield.
An Ning couldn't see the enemy and was a little anxious.
Logically speaking, after inflicting such heavy damage on the enemy, the enemy should have almost collapsed.
But he could not see, and could only vaguely hear the sound of Davout's brigade fighting.
The troops near An Ning were reloading in time with the drum beat.
When the troops are training to reload, they are trained according to a song with a certain number of steps. Each step has a fixed beat, and one step should be completed by playing the drum as many times as possible.
Therefore, well-trained troops reload at a unified pace. Even if they fire freely, the subsequent shots will be close to salvos.
Along with the drum beat, most of the soldiers finished loading their weapons at about the same time and opened fire one after another.
Compared with the first salvo, this shot was much looser and sounded like firecrackers exploding continuously.
An Ning looked at the front of the smoke, thinking that being able to fire without even seeing the enemy was a characteristic of the era of queuing to kill.
After all, a hit with a musket is a lucky hit. As long as it is roughly facing the direction of the enemy, there is a chance of winning.
A true sense of shooting.
An Ning: "We are both firing, and the enemy hasn't fired back yet... Could it be that they have already retreated, right?"
Lazar Cano: "The sound of military music can no longer be heard. They may have retreated. I suggest a ceasefire and see what happens."
After the words fell, An Ning heard cheers coming from Dawu and the others.
An Ning directly pulled the reins and climbed onto the horse.
Kano: "Your Majesty General! You should not leave the command post! This way the messenger can find you!"
An Ning: "This is all smoke and you can't see anything. As the commander-in-chief, I have to grasp the situation on the battlefield. I will be back soon. You wait here and deal with the news from the messenger!"
After saying that, An Ning galloped forward and ran forward.