When he saw Count Fischereau again, Tang Mo found that he looked a little haggard, and his neat chin was covered with messy stubble.
He was sitting in the tent, and Tang Mo was looking at the map in front of him when he came in. Tang Mo was not polite, walked over and stood next to the count, and looked at the more accurate map of Beiling.
"It's much better than the one I had." Tang Mo said with some envy, saying this in a nonchalant manner.
Fischereau pointed to the tea cups placed on another table and said to Tang Mo: "There is hot water over there, be careful not to dirty the map."
These days, an accurate map is actually very valuable, so it is impossible to put things like ink and food next to the map.
"I'll give you one later." Fischerot raised his head and stretched out his hands sincerely. Tang Mo was a little uncomfortable with it, but he still spread his hands and hugged Fischerot.
"I'm glad that you can come with your troops as promised." Fischereau said gratefully: "The reinforcements given by the king didn't even arrive on time."
"I think they might not be able to come." Tang Mo sneered and said, "Who would have thought that if he kept plotting against Beiling, he would end up ruining his plot first."
"The matter is more serious than expected." Fischereau helplessly pointed to Tang on the map: "From the moment Susas' troops defeated the kingdom's cavalry, the enemy's advantage became very obvious. The opponent mobilized troops,
Already arrived here!" Pointed on the map.
Tang Mo saw that Beiling, which was originally under attack from one side, now had to face pressure from two directions.
One side is northeast and the other side is southeast.
Tang Mo looked at the location pointed by Fischereau on the map and became serious: "It's very close to us."
"Yes, our flank pressure has exceeded pre-war expectations, which makes me more passive when facing the enemy." Fischereau said with a wry smile: "However, the good news is not without it. The enemy's progress is too great.
It went smoothly, so some of the troops that were supposed to target us were transferred to the south."
As he spoke, he made several gestures on the map: "According to the current situation, in front of me there are 5,000 enemy troops stationed before, and 100 cannons have been strengthened. There are three entire legions, and a large number of
artillery……"
This kind of field artillery is a front-loaded cannon. For Tang Mo, the power of these cannons is really limited, but he knows that this is just his idea as a time traveler. No officer now would think that 100 front-loaded guns with a caliber of only 60 mm
Cannons are rubbish.
"You know, my troops only have three battalions, with around 1,500 men. Counting my guards, there are less than 1,700 men, so I can't give you more support." Then, he gave a general introduction to his own side.
of military strength.
Tang Mo was also very aware of this. He even knew that about 1,000 reinforcements from the kingdom that were originally expected to depart from Bunas have now been deployed in the direction of the royal city.
Judging from the results, Beiling is indeed isolated. No matter what, they can only rely on themselves now.
"Actually, I can't do what I promised." With some regret, Fischerot gave Tang Mo another piece of bad news.
"Lord Earl, you know that there are only 500 people in the new barracks and only 6 artillery pieces. You promised to provide another 20 artillery pieces after we go to the front line..." Tang Mo knew what Fischereau said and might strengthen it with
Related to his artillery.
Sure enough, Fischerot explained helplessly: "I know! I know! But now the situation has changed. It is impossible for me to give you 20 Cyric's light field guns! Because... the kingdom's support supplies were supposed to arrive.
, has been lost!”
"The news just came that the artillery assigned to us by the kingdom was attacked by the Sussus cavalry that suddenly appeared... Now, even the man and the artillery may have become someone else's record." A man stood opposite the map table.
The officer explained angrily.
"Maybe they did it on purpose." Tang Mo said sarcastically, and found that everyone present looked very heavy, so he could only ask angrily: "Then what should we do now?"
Fischereau shook his head: "There is no good way. If we retreat, we must get out of this pass. When we reach the wider hinterland of North Ridge, it will be easier for the enemy's numerical advantage to be used."
"What about retreating to Wolf City?" Tang Mo gave another suggestion.
Another officer angrily rejected this suggestion: "If Wolf City is surrounded, it would mean that I gave up all of North Ridge to Sussus! This is absolutely unacceptable."
"That is to say, we can only stick here and wait for the enemy to kill us all." Tang Mo asked with a sneer.
Now, the enemy has more than 5,000 men and twice as many artillery. Although the needle guns in their hands have a firepower advantage over the enemy, the enemy's advantage is too obvious.
What's more, this is just the current situation. As time passes, and every day or few days pass, the situation will become more unfavorable to them.
The frontal troops of the Satyr Kingdom, the Royal Legion, were almost defeated and gave up the entire battlefield. Whether the Kingdom of Susas wanted to annex Beiling or continue to attack the hinterland of the Satyr Kingdom, it must first remove Beiling.
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Therefore, the number of enemy troops will only increase. There may be 5,000 people now, but in a few days there may be tens of thousands of enemies.
"So, I plan to take the initiative and have a decisive battle with the 2nd Army of Susas standing in front of us!" Fisherot said his plan.
Since the enemy troops are destined to increase in number, then eliminate the main enemy forces in front of you in advance, and then eat the subsequent enemy reinforcements one by one.
"Have you thought about it?" Tang Mo glanced at Fisherow, then at Alice standing next to him, and then looked at Fishereau and asked.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "If I lose, then the affairs of Beiling will be left to you!" The Earl looked at Tang Mo and said, "I mean.
It’s none other than my family and Tiger and the others. I hope you can take them to Bunas for refuge.”
He stared at Tang Mo and said solemnly: "Promise me to protect them so that they can live peacefully and without worries."
Tang Mo did not agree to Fisherot, but changed the topic: "Let's talk about these things later! Let's talk about our mission... If possible, I will do my best to help you stabilize your flank."
"Theoretically, if you station on my flank, you can at least help me share the strength of 1,000 enemy troops." Fischereau pointed to the south of his own camp and said confidently: "In addition, you can also help me block the flank.
Enemy troops heading north."
"What about in fact?" Tang Mo knew that in addition to this theory, there were also practical tasks.
"In fact, I hope the recruit camp can move forward to this position!" As expected, Fischereau's hand continued to extend south until it pressed on a specially marked position.
Tang Mo looked at this place, and the smile on his face faded little by little: "Sanchakou? What a great place! Most of the Susas troops drawn from the front of the battle line will pass through here with their flanking troops, that is, blocking the north.
The Susas troops on the front of the Ridge Corps merged."
"So, you have to block these troops and find a way to contain the 1,500 Sussian troops who may be advancing towards us from the southeast."
"What a good job! The task you gave me is three times the original estimate, but you are not even willing to give me a cannon." Tang Mo felt that Fischereau was playing tricks on him. Such a dangerous task,
He was actually given this "new military camp".
"I only need you to stay there for one day!" Fischereau stared at Tang Mo and said solemnly.
Tang Mo didn't agree, but asked: "One day? Then what?"
"I will lead the main force to defeat the three Sussus legions in front of me, and then join you!" Fischereau assured Tang Mo as he placed his hand again on the enemy's position on the frontal battlefield.
Tang Mo sneered: "Ha! Sir Earl, how dare you say that!"
Let the recruits, who have been training for more than a month, stand at the most dangerous point and have to hold on for a day, waiting for the winner to be decided on the main battlefield?
What a joke, Tang Mo thought he was more likely to be sold by the Earl, and after guarding Sanchakou for a day, he waited for the news that the Earl had returned to Wolf City.
"Believe me! The people of Beiling will never abandon their friends!" Fisherow solemnly promised.
Tang Mo stared at Fisherot and emphasized every word: "I hope that when the time comes, the wolf flag going south along the road will be the wolf flag instead of the Susas flag."
"If I fail, I will let you go first." Fischereau gave his guarantee.
"I hope none of us will fail!" Tang Mo looked at the map. Under everyone's expectant eyes, he was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I have put all my treasure in Wolf City! Count Fischereau! We
We all need each other, right?"
"That's right! If we can get through the difficulties today, then Beiling will be your strongest support! I will give you the greatest support and never betray!" Fischerlot once again made his promise to Tang Mo.
What he says now is basically like drawing a pie. Because if he loses, everything he says now will be just pie in the sky.
However, Tang Mo knew that if he wanted to use a bicycle to compete with motorcycles, he must have the courage to accept customers' orders - at least, he himself is a chef and one of the people making the orders.
As long as he can help Fisherow win this battle, then he is qualified to eat the post-war welfare pie, and he will eat the biggest piece!
Therefore, Tang Mo gritted his teeth and promised: "Then! The wolf flag will be planted at the Sancha intersection until noon the day after tomorrow! The 500 officers and soldiers of the new barracks will fight there to the last man!"
