"You wait for a while. When the time is right, I will lead your guards to charge!"
Major Hench's advice slightly cooled down the fire in Aigron's heart. He knew that although he was gradually gaining the upper hand, the outcome had not yet been clearly determined, and it was not the time to make the final blow.
Especially since he is at a disadvantage in terms of military strength and has only such a reserve force at his disposal, he cannot easily squander it.
So even though he was unhappy in his heart, he could only calm down and continue to observe the battle situation.
Although not much time passed from the beginning of the fighting, the battle quickly entered a fierce stage, and the two armies that were deployed collided head-on and fought mercilessly.
The valley between the positions of the two armies was now filled with crowds. Gunfires continued, smoke came out of the gun barrels, and fires emitted from the trees and grass ignited by the artillery fire. The flames everywhere were quickly burned out.
And disappeared, but several strands of thick smoke gathered together, forming a dense smoke that obscured the valley.
However, the choking smoke did not end the fighting. On the contrary, in the smoke, the soldiers continued to load bullets into their guns, and then opened fire at the blurry figures on the opposite side.
Without any mercy or even any further orders from the officers, the soldiers themselves have become the messengers of death, repeating several actions mechanically and firing at each other crazily. In order to get rid of the fear of death, they will do whatever it takes to get rid of the fear of death until they are killed.
until the bullet falls.
On the left wing of the front, the Turkish troops concentrated on breaking through the densest area. The two armies were directly in close combat. They fought with each other with bayoneted muskets. The artillery of both armies was also firing continuously, and the shells whizzed over their heads.
Then they headed towards the position behind them.
While Aigron was observing the entire battle situation, his chief commander Michel Ney was also paying close attention to the development of the battle situation.
He was as optimistic about the situation as his master, and he was standing next to the artillery position. He was an artilleryman when he served in Switzerland, and he knew better the decisive role of artillery in a battle.
Although what he can command now is only a few light artillery pieces, at this moment, in this kind of battle with a small number of people, it is enough to decide the balance of victory and defeat.
He stood on a high ground in the depression and used the terrain to carefully observe the scene of the battle between the two armies. Although the fight on the left wing of the front was fierce, it seemed to him that he could at least withstand it for now, and he had already issued an order to let his side
The troops went to support, so there will be no problems for the time being.
Although the atmosphere was tense and the scene fierce, his duty was to help His Majesty win this battle, so
He now needs to find the enemy's weak point and then use cannon to open the door to victory.
Although there was thick fog caused by smoke and dust everywhere, with the help of the telescope, he still found some gains in his observations. Perhaps it was because of the coalition forces. The cooperation between the Egyptian and Turkish armies was not smooth. It was obvious that
They fight on their own.
In a valley on the lower right, he found the junction of their lines.
So, while braving the artillery fire from everywhere, he loudly ordered the artillery team to turn the muzzle and let the artillery fire bombard the valley in that direction one after another.
The moment the shell came out of the barrel, it created a large amount of smoke and dust, and also made a terrifying sound. The sound was like the scream of death, roaring through the air and bombarding the valley in the distance in a parabola.
"boom!"
Continuous loud noises hit the enemy formations gathered together. The weak human body could not fully absorb the kinetic energy of the shells, so the shells flew in the air with blood and residual limbs.
His artillery fire did not cause too many casualties, but it was enough to create a panic effect. The soldiers in the formation seemed to be frightened by the wailing of the wounded soldiers before they died, and made a weird roar, and then involuntarily went to
Then retreated.
Although the officers among them tried their best to stop it, the retreat was still not contained. The forward phalanx could hardly maintain its formation. Everyone was turning around and running back. Some even stepped on the wounded on the ground, which made
They ended the pain early.
Michel Ney nodded with satisfaction. His bombardment was successful and the enemy's attack was contained. However, this was not enough to make him feel satisfied.
Now that the enemy's morale has been worn down by the setbacks in the attack and their formation has begun to loosen, they should take advantage of the situation to launch a decisive attack.
According to His Majesty's words, he would trample them under his feet.
He made a decision in his mind, and then called for the messenger beside him, "Go and tell His Majesty and ask him to let our reserves launch an attack!"
The messenger took the order and left, but he continued to watch every inch of the battlefield with excitement and anxiety.
Although the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, the trends are often visible to the naked eye. He has determined that his side has the upper hand, and the enemy's morale has been messed up. Now it is time to reap the rewards.
"Your Majesty... we are going to win." He took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky, "Father, I have not embarrassed you."
At this time, Egron was of course also watching the changes on the battlefield, and he also came to the same conclusion as Michel Ney.
In other words, anyone with experience could tell at this time that the enemy army in front of them was already faintly out of control.
The time has come, he thought to himself.
At this time, the messenger sent by Michel also walked to Aigron's side and conveyed his request to His Majesty.
Aigron did not respond immediately, but turned to look at Major Hench, asking for his opinion.
"How is it, Major? Has the time come?"
It's your time to show up!
Major Hench shouted to himself in his heart, and then nodded slightly.
Then, he raised his head and said to Aigron with firm eyes. "Your Highness, the time has come. Please allow me to lead your guards to launch the final charge. I will definitely be able to win for you with them!"
"Very good." Aigron nodded happily. "Then I'll leave it to you."
Although it seems a bit arrogant to hand over the command of his guard to a newcomer, Aigron has always adhered to the principle of trusting others and distrusting others. Since he decided to trust the other party, he must give him the fullest trust. Moreover, he
I also believe in the vision of my future father-in-law.
After talking to him, Aigron turned around and looked at his guards below the high platform. At this time, they had already gathered together and were waiting for orders.
The dark phalanx was now lined up behind Aigron, always ready to serve as the final weight to win victory.
Aeglon made a gesture to them.
There were no cheers or any commotion, only unwavering gazes responded to him. They had received His Majesty's favor and were absorbed into the most elite guard force. Now it was time for them to show their performance and set an example for the entire army.
Major Hench finally raised his head and looked at the blue sky in front of him.
God, what on earth am I doing? A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
I have served Austria for nearly twenty years, and today I have to charge for Napoleon... What on earth is going on? Why did you give me such a wonderful fate?
He couldn't think of an answer in a short period of time, but it didn't matter to him whether there was an answer or not.
Since fate brought him here, he must fulfill his duties faithfully and do what he should do well.
Your Highness, please wait peacefully. This is my promise, and I will naturally fulfill it.
Then, he walked down the stairs to the platform and stood in front of the queue of guard soldiers.
His tall body and terrifying scarred face would have given people a terrifying feeling, but in the special environment at this moment, they actually made people feel subtly at ease.
Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly drew out his sword, then took off the bicorn hat on his head, and then took it and wiped the sword in his hand, as if he was performing some ritual work.
.
Then, he suddenly waved heavily and pointed it forward.
Even if no orders were given, everyone understood the meaning of this sentence.
The phalanx immediately took steps, and then moved forward at an orderly pace. Major Hench stood at the front of the queue, advancing towards the enemy's position with a fearless and indifferent expression.
Unlike the people here, he is a person who has truly faced a life-and-death crisis and managed to crawl back. At this time, the familiar feeling on the battlefield has brought back his long-lost memories.
The scene we faced at that time was more than ten times or a hundred times worse than here?
It's just a trivial matter now... A disdainful smile appeared on his scarred face.
Under his instructions and guidance, this phalanx of only one or two hundred people charged forward across the ravine between the castle and the valley with fearless momentum and despite the roaring artillery fire and bullets.
Their pace was not fast, and Major Hench himself was even as calm and calm as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. However, their bodies were exposed to gunfire after all.
Every time they took a few steps forward in the valley, someone would be shot and fall down, and screams could be heard one after another, but this did not affect their pace at all. Every time there was a vacancy in the queue, the people behind would immediately fill it.
In this way, the black tide rolled forward, and the friendly troops behind them also launched a charge. Their target was the place that had just been bombarded, which was the junction between the two allied forces.
The enemy troops, who had been defeated just now and were still in shock, watched helplessly as the troops in black uniforms approached them. Some were frightened and opened fire with their guns, while others were already trembling in their hands and feet and planning to run away.
Major Hench strode forward, looking helplessly at the enemy troops on the opposite side. His face was completely ferocious, and his whole body exuded murderous aura.
In his mind, he was constantly estimating the distance between the two armies.
He finally stopped when he was able to clearly see the frightened faces of the other soldiers.
Then, he raised the sword in his hand again.
Almost at the same time, the guard soldiers around him immediately stopped and raised their guns to face the enemy on the opposite side.
"Fire!" he yelled out one of the few French words he could barely speak, and then waved his sword heavily.
"boom!"
Intensive gunfire sounded almost at the same time, and then the bullets flew densely towards the opponent's already shaky front at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.
Amidst the smoke, several screams rang out from everywhere, but the ruthless attack continued.
Although he was surrounded by bullets and bullets, Major Hench turned a deaf ear. His entire life seemed to be condensed into one goal at this moment.
He raised the sword in his hand again, indicating to the soldiers to reload, and then gave the order in an emotionless tone.
"Fire!"
The second round of volleys was much more scattered, but it was still fierce enough, continuing to harvest the lives of those on the opposite side and destroying their remaining will.
Under rounds of firepower, the morale of the enemy troops on the opposite side finally collapsed.
Although they had the numerical advantage, in this short and fierce battle, the opponent's tenacious resistance, ruthless bombardment, and subsequent ferocious attack destroyed their remaining will to fight.
The soldiers in the front lowered their guns and ran back. Although several officers tried to organize the shooting, it was still difficult to stop the unstoppable retreat.
The retreating soldiers hesitated at first, but as the order gradually collapsed, their retreat speed became faster and faster, until they turned into a run. It seemed that they had used their remaining strength to withstand this already.
The coming failure.
Major Hench watched helplessly as the enemy troops retreated in two directions, leaving only complete or incomplete corpses on the original line.
In an instant, he realized that victory had come to his hands, the young His Highness.
Just the last little bit left...
Without any hesitation, he immediately took steps, and then ordered his men to continue the attack, destroying the enemy's line that had opened a huge gap.
Perhaps infected by the retreating soldiers, the enemy forces that were still fighting in other areas also wavered. This attacking phalanx was like a sharp scalpel, invincible wherever it went, almost sweeping away
The entire battlefield.
At this time, the enemy's morale had been depleted, and the two troops, which were already fighting on their own, were even more unwilling to continue to suffer casualties for the friendly forces, so they all chose to retreat.
The retreat of various fronts eventually turned into a general rout of the entire army. This army, which had confidently launched an attack two hours ago, was now like a flock of sheep that had lost its soul, falling back like a tide.
It surged away and could no longer be called an army.
Aiglon, standing high in the castle, looked at everything in front of him happily.
As he wished, he had won this battle.
He knew that this victory was obtained for him by everyone's blood, sweat and sacrifice, but there was no doubt that the final glory would only fall to him, because he was the one who carried all their expectations.
Yes, he has taken another big step towards his dream...
A kind of ecstasy that seemed to come from the depths of his soul made the young man unable to help pointing to the pile of corpses on the battlefield and laughing almost maniacally.