On the other side, in the military formation of Susus, on a gentle slope at a high place, Tucci was riding a war horse, staring at the flank battlefield with black smoke rising.
His henchmen led troops across the roadbed over there, but a battle soon broke out. Things were developing in a direction beyond his expectation, and seemed to be becoming more and more out of control.
The weird explosion and the gunshots he had never heard before made Tucci uneasy until he saw a knight running towards him, bringing him some shocking news.
"General! There is half a battalion of enemy troops on the other side of the road! Our troops are already in formation and preparing for battle!" The knight reported the latest news, and then stopped where he was, waiting for Tucci's order.
Tucci looked at another subordinate and immediately ordered: "Take people to reinforce and annihilate the lone army in Beiling!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the officer was about to take the people away. But at this time, another knight rushed over, stopped beside Tucci, and reported loudly: "General! Captain Mars asked me to make a request.
Reinforcements...the other side..."
"It's too late..." Tucci smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mas is the most brave general under my command. He sent two messengers so quickly... The situation over there is worse than I thought."
As he spoke, he looked at his men who were just about to lead the troops and set off: "March quickly! Don't bring the artillery! Get over there as soon as possible and help Mas stabilize his position!"
"Yes, General!" The officer quickly left with the order, and there was another burst of intensive gunfire from above the village. The legion led by Viscount Romel, who had finally organized a third charge, was again attacked.
He fought back and came back.
The disgraced Sussian soldiers seemed unable to muster the courage to climb over the seemingly weak low wall.
At this small fork in the road, three legions, including Sussus' famous general Tucci and 4,500 men led by Viscount Romel, fought fiercely for almost two hours, but they were still standing still.
"The opponent is not a battalion! Absolutely not!" Tucci frowned, looked at the battlefields on both sides repeatedly, and then said to his adjutant: "It can't be a battalion at all! If the opponent is a battalion, how can it be between two
Are there such dense gunshots from all directions?"
"But... General, if the other party has arranged half of their troops here, then on the front battlefield, wouldn't 800 people be facing our 5,000 troops?" the adjutant said with some surprise.
"Weird... everything here is weird!" Tucci couldn't say for sure, so he complained to the adjutant a little irritably: "Could it be that there are actually two legions in Beiling? 3,000 armies?"
"This is possible..." the adjutant thought for a while and said: "Fishereau is very cunning. He probably secretly hid some troops and only brought them out at the critical moment..."
"That's why I hate these conspirators the most." Tu Qi held the reins of his war horse and said through gritted teeth: "Those bastards of Cyric, they swore to me that the weapons in Beiling can't arm so many troops!
"
"They said that they had sent a large number of unqualified muskets to Beiling before, saying that as long as there was a fight, Beiling's troops would quickly collapse..." He pointed to the village in the distance as he spoke: "But here
At a small three-way intersection, I was blocked by more than 700 troops!"
He still doesn't know that Tang Mo's army actually only has one battalion, but the establishment of this battalion is a bit too high, and it is not the establishment of a battalion that he is familiar with.
What he didn't know yet was that it was Tang Mo's two companies that defeated a battalion of his most powerful general, Mas, and not some troops with superior strength.
Of course, he also doesn't know that Mas's troops have been completely defeated. Almost half of the three legions and 4,500 soldiers in his hands have lost their combat effectiveness...
As they watched, a group of Sussus soldiers left behind their heavy weapons, artillery and messy baggage, and began to move towards the road.
But before these soldiers could move near the road, some broken soldiers fled back in embarrassment on the other side of the road.
These broken troops impacted our own lines, causing our troops, which were already a bit messy due to the rush, to become even more chaotic.
Tucci's eyes widened and he looked at his defeated army in disbelief, and his brain briefly shut down.
He really didn't expect that his most valued confidant, the warrior, led a battalion of 500 people on a mission, and was defeated by the enemy in less than an hour.
According to his experience, in this case, even if the opponent has more than twice the force, Mas can hold on for at least three hours!
"What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?" Tuqi subconsciously tightened the reins, and the horse spun around in a circle, snoring violently as if it was irritated.
He brought 3,000 men from the south and marched northwest in order to attack Fischereau from both sides and get rid of this scourge stuck in the neck of his army heading south.
As long as Fischerot is eliminated and his troops advance to the North Ridge, he can eliminate the risk of the opponent attacking and encircling the southward legion, and become strategically invincible.
To this end, he brought a full 3,000 men, plus the 1,500 men of Viscount Romel, as well as the 5,000 troops originally lying in front of the Northridge Army. There were more than 6 legions, with a total strength of nearly 10,000.
The advantage is mine! Flying dragon rides on the face! He feels that he has a chance to win, but he can't think of how his side can lose against 1,500 people against 10,000 people.
However, what he didn't expect was that without even Fischereau seeing him, he would fight an unknown opponent at this little-known intersection.
At this time, he saw that the commotion on the other side of the road seemed to have become more intense. He raised his telescope and through the lenses of the telescope, he saw some troops he had never seen before appearing on the road.
The other side.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immediately afterwards, these people walked across the road with neat steps, walked down the road, and raised their rifles at the chaotic Sussus troops.
A burst of white smoke billowed, and then the sound of gunshots came belatedly. After these condescending soldiers fired the shot, they began to reload amidst the billowing white smoke.
They did not lower the rifle and point the muzzle upward, nor did they pull out the purge bar under the muzzle to clear the chamber.
These soldiers whom they had never seen before just lowered the muzzle of their guns slightly, pulled the bolt on the side, then simply cleaned the barrel of the gun, and quickly inserted a new bullet.
Under Tuqi's shocked eyes, it only took more than ten seconds for these soldiers to pick up their rifles again and pull the trigger at the Susas troops not far away.
The second round of volleys came as expected, and Tucci felt that his mouth was dry, and even shouting became difficult.
He even wanted to rush over, grab a weapon from the opponent's hand, and take a closer look at what it looked like.
The adjutant saw the chaos in the distance and looked at his superior. He saw Tucci standing there, so he could only bite the bullet and asked: "General! The other party's troops are crossing the road... Our troops are too chaotic.
, should we ask them to withdraw?"
"Let them retreat! Mas's troops have collapsed... If he comes back, bring him to see me." Tucci came back to his senses and accepted the reality depressedly - the troops he sent out to try to flank the enemy were defeated.
The enemy came back.
After receiving the order, the signal soldiers immediately began to take action. They rode down the small high ground on their tall horses and galloped towards the chaotic crowd.
What Tuqi and his adjutants didn't notice was that at another high point in the distance, on the road, Tang Mo stood there, looking at the small hillside full of knights, and put down his
telescope.
"Did you see that slope over there?" Tang Mo pointed to the breakthrough where Tuqi was, and turned back to ask a soldier.
"I see it! Sir!" The soldier nodded immediately, indicating that he had seen it clearly.
"You and I calculate the parameters together! Use the artillery position as a reference!" Tang Mo glanced at the artillery student who was deliberately selected to stand here with him, and said, "You are the artillery student with the best grades! Don't be nervous.
!Just do what you should do.”
Tang Mo knew that his troops were small and it was impossible to sweep the entire battlefield with casualties. With less than 200 troops, it was basically impossible to take the initiative to defeat 2,000 people.
Therefore, he never expected his infantry to sweep across the battlefield. All he wanted was to find the enemy's headquarters and attack there with artillery fire.
His cannon has a range of 3 kilometers and can cover all battlefields. As long as the parameters are calculated correctly and there are no mistakes in shooting Zhu Yuan, he is confident that he can use his new artillery shells to kill the opponent's command structure.
This was his tactic, and it was almost the least expensive option. So, he raised his thumb and pointed at the slope in the distance.
The artillery student standing not far from him also gave a thumbs up and began to measure the distance. He was very serious and unfocused, as if the brutal fighting on the battlefield had nothing to do with him.
Soon, Tang Mo put a notebook on his waist and wrote down a coordinate parameter. The artillery student also wrote down a number and handed it to Tang Mo.
The two numbers were very close, which proved that there shouldn't be any big problem with the accuracy of the number. So Tang Mo tore off the paper from the book and handed it to the student holding the horse together with the student's paper.
Soldier: "Give it to Redman! Tell him, this time, don't miss it!"
"Yes!" The soldier got on his horse, pulled the reins, and galloped away in the direction he came from.
In the distance, Tucci was riding a tall horse on a hillside and happened to see a vague figure standing on the road. He subconsciously stared at the other person and seemed to feel that the figure was looking at him.
